Today is my 30th birthday. I’m equal parts terrified & exhilarated to experience my 30s. Here are 30 things I’ve learned in 30 years. Maybe you’ll relate to some of them.
And that’s okay.
But when I have something to say, it’s worth lsitening to.
And I need to remember to give her that.
I will never be ashamed of this.
Seriously, don’t do it.
I’ll always write poems, stories, songs, regardless.
Yellow does not.
But that’s no need to hate how I look or restrict what I eat.
My mum taught me freedom & fun. My dad gave me his passion for travelling and how to manage money. My brother and I grew up as best friends. I watched my littlest brother grow up and I hope he never thinks of me as old!
Especially after wearing makeup.
It wasn’t Paris for me, but I chose to say yes and it worked out pretty well for me.
There are worse vices to have.
And yes to what does.
Stick to your guns about how you feel, even if it goes against the majority.
But losing yourself is harder.
It literally saved my life on so many levels and in so many ways.
Life is short, but also really long.
Comfy clothes forever.
Until 2020, I wasn’t so sure…
It’s taken me a long time to realise these are strengths, not flaws.
But when I do, you’re part of my inner circle.
Self-care is not selfish.
Never for torture or punishment because of what you ate or didn’t eat.
My life so far is living proof.
But I don’t care anymore.
I will always be a both a masterpiece and a work in progress.
Regardless of where others may be in comparison. The universe has it all figured out for me.
Happy Birthday to me. Here’s to my dirty thirties, and whatever happens!
Neon Woman x