CONFESSIONS OF A THIRTY-SOMETHING YEAR OLD
36 Roses From Me to Me
A Rose by Any Other Name — Happy Birthday to Me!
My 30s seem to be flying by so quickly. Today I am closer to 40 than 30. I’m at the age where people are telling me I “look good for my age.”
My 30s have been ruled by confidence, acceptance, fulfillment, and love.
Aging is privilege.
I have no plight in getting older. At 36, I feel like I’ve finally gotten the training wheels off of adulthood… I think I’m getting the hang of this.
At 36, I enjoy and value my time (and sleep). I no longer accept invitations to go anywhere or do anything if I don’t want to. I’ve sacrificed myself, time, mental head space, and emotional well-being because I didn’t want to disappoint others or let someone down, but these days I’m simply not going.
Those who know me, know that I have a love for people and a passion to connect. However, the social butterfly in me needs to recharge and regroup. As an empath, I’ve learned that I am open to others’ energies but I’m blessed to now be able to reject what isn’t for me. Accepting overwhelming anxiety because of the desire to connect, help, and heal others is a blessing and a curse, but I am no longer willing to sacrifice myself.
At 36, I strive to actually live intentionally, not just thinking or saying it. It is vital to have intentional relationships in family, friendship, romance, business and every other type of relationship that makes the world go round. They each have a purpose and none of them are designed to be a waste. I’ve learned to find the learning lessons and growth in all of the above, and it is the creed I will continue to live by.
At 36, I don’t chase trends — not fashion trends, social media trends, or whatever the hell else is poppin’ right now. I have never been a follower, but I’ve always danced to the beat of my own drum. It’s ironic how I’ve come to be known for my unique style, but I’m far from a trendsetter. If I like it, it’s for me.
At 36, I am continuing to say no to the things that are not for me. I am honoring myself and holding up to the standard I’ve created for myself. I’ve decided to describe myself as a “lone social butterfly.” I love to live and give — it really is the thorn in my flesh.
I’m living life giving a damn, while giving the gift of life, laughter and love.
I am a creator, a builder, a nurturer.
This is 36 — no longer the girl who overexplains herself to prove her value. I am not in my “soft girl era” because this is not an era, it’s who I am.
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