It’s my favorite time of year, May. Why? Because it means the weather is going to keep getting warmer, things are getting prettier, but out of everything else I love it because it’s my birthday month. And this coming birthday is a biggin. It’s my 30th birthday. You’d think I would hate the fact I’m leaving my twenties behind and moving into a decade of what my generation has deemed as “feeling old.” If you asked me when I turned 29 if I was going to have a party next year my answer was no. In fact I said I was going to throw a funeral instead of a party. But, man. What a difference a year makes!
A year ago from now I was in the peak of an absolutely down rotten time for me. It was actually one of the worst times of my life. I was an emotional train wreck with depression and horrible panic attacks, my insurance played around with the adderall I was taking for ADHD and I went into a forced withdrawal (that put things into perspective and I quickly got myself off of that prison of a medication), and my gyno found pre-cancerous cells on my cervix. Simply put I was a hot mess. I took the summer to regroup, grow, and ground myself. Thank god by the end of summer I began to see the light and crawl out of that hole and make changes. Changes I thank myself for.
My 30th birthday marks a great time in my life. I’m healthy and I’m happy. I’m in a really good place emotionally, professionally, and personally. I don’t see 30 as a sad thing, not at all! I see it as a brand new chapter and a chapter that starts off on a high note. I’ve come to terms that I grow better with age. I accomplished many things in my twenties but I have big plans to accomplish many great things in my thirties. My gut tells me this is my decade to really shine bright. And that’s exactly what I’m going to do!