It's another new month. Looking back I don't know if I'm even a teensiest bit better than when I started this blog. I'm different, older and wiser, but am I better?
I went to Borders tonight. There sure are a lot of books out there. It really got me thinking how I need to write my book. I have to get better first.
It's a few months until my birthday. 30. I am really feeling stressed about it and what that will mean. I think this is going to be a very hard summer.
PS I'm lonely
2 comments:
Hey Mandy, I remember feeling that same anxiety leading up to my 30th b-day, and now, at 32, I realize that there was no difference. We set goals for ourselves, "gotta have this and this and that done by time I'm 30..." And then the big day starts to near, and we feel panicked because we haven't accomplished what we aimed for. If that's the case with you, as it was for me, don't worry too much about it, you still have a looooong lifetime to accomplish those goals, don't lose sight of them. Take care.
Love,
Frida
I just turned 30 early May. I am so excited about it. I will have a year of continous sobreity next week, and thus far tomorrow I will have 7 months of abstinance from bulimia. 30s mark a new beginning, a wonderful new phase in life that should be embraced.
If you project you are going to have a hard summer then most likely you will. Perhaps beginning to change this perception could offer some serentity from the insanity.
Living in the NOW is a wonderful gift. Tomorrow has not happened, stressing over it will cause you to miss out on today.
30 is great, it really is.
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