I am 30 and some months.
I am unmarried, un-partnered, un-mortgaged, without child.
I am living back with my parents.
I own very little of anything.
I am dealing with my anxieties –
of being unmarried, un-partnered, un-mortgaged, without child.
of living back with my parents.
of owning very little of anything.
But, I am actively dealing with it.
I’m reading, I’m learning, I’m sharing my truth with myself and others. At times, I’m uncomfortable, but I’m putting in the work towards acceptance, resilience, and completeness. I am expanding and shifting. I am shedding myself off of my own judgements, notions, and unchecked biases.
I am beginning to own my story, own my Self.
At 30, I am not obliged, I am not burdened, I am debt free. I have choices. I have opportunities. I have friendship. I have abundant love and I have support.
I. am. free.
I have never felt so completely alone, yet so complete.
No, this is not what I had planned for me at this age, but this is me right now, so I will accept it, and continue on this path with curiosity, and gratitude.
I must continue putting in the work. It is going to take work.
And right now, I am so willing.