On March 11, I turned 28. It wasn’t all doomy and gloomy, but it did feel strange. Yesterday I thought I was only a teen, and now I am inching towards 30.
I think the most important thing that I realised is; I don’t have to act my age, I only have to be myself. My age does not define who I am or dictate how I should live.
Maybe I like cute and childish things, collect toys and make art that is basically all the fluffy feelings rolled into shapes. It’s okay, because I like these things and they make me happy. I might not be living independently with a traditional family of my own, or have a life that is ‘normal’ but that is who I am.
My style and sense of inspiration may change in the future, yet I will continue to like and love what matters to me. There are always opportunities to grow and develop, you can take them with open arms if you are willing to improve yourself and understand that we transition in our own way.
As we grow, life will demand news things from us. We may be working under new requirements, but it does not mean that we have to loose ourselves either.
My mum and dad brought me a necklace, it’s so lovely.
Although, Oscar was a bit bored.
1. How old are you?
2. How does your age make you feel?
3. Do you feel pressure to act a certain way because of your age?