I Turned 27!

Well, it happened, folks. I turned 27. I was really nervous about my birthday this year. It seems that with each year, I’m getting more aware of time passing and as days get closer to January 11, I get panicky. I start to question everything I’m doing and how I’m doing it.

Am I doing my best at work? Should I focus on a side gig? How can I blog more? Am I being a good daughter and sibling? Should I put myself out there more? Do I have enough friends? Am I living well? It gets dark really quick. And to be honest, I don’t even know what I truly want out of life. I’m working on finding the answer.

Because of this, 2024 was rough. I found myself mulling over these questions daily and spoiler alert–it’s not great for your mental health. I couldn’t ground myself and it was hard to remember all the good things that I had going on because I kept thinking about everything I didn’t have.

I think ultimately I’m afraid I won’t achieve the certain level of success that I’ve dreamt up in my head. That’s the tricky part about being a dreamer. You dream big, but then reality hits. Not even reality…sometimes you just make peace with what you have going on in your life, but then you see someone else making big moves and start to wonder if you should be doing something like them. Maybe you don’t do that, maybe that’s just me.

Towards the end of the year, I finally got some clarity. I’m going to focus on living my life by paying attention to how it’s making me feel–not by focusing on how it looks.

Anyway, I’m happy to report that this year my birthday was amazing. On my birthday eve, I had dinner with my sisters and then went to see Marc Maron’s stand-up show. Afterward, my sister and I snapped a photo with him. He was kind and rough around the edges (just how I pictured him). Oh, and he winked at us after. I am still giddy days later!