Year 25: Day 365.
I’ve made it to the end of this cycle around the Earth. Living proof that I’ve made it through 100% of my worst days (if you’re reading this, you have, too). Year 25 went nothing like I thought it would. There was a lot more heartache and losses than I ever could have prepared myself for. There was also a lot more joy and the flexibility to just breathe. I have a consistent trend of ending each year in a better place than the last. I grew up a lot in the last 12 months, but I’m still not a grownup. I’m convinced at this point that there is no such thing as being a grownup. We’re all just children figuring out life and our only true resources are the people who have already experienced what we’re going through. As much of a realist as I’ve become, I am still optimistic for my future. I’m not where I want to be, but I know I’m doing what is necessary to get there.
I capped off year 25 with a physical. Also, doctors are really nice when you tell them your insurance is ending. Not that being poked with needles is nice, but she offered a flu vaccine, my 10-year tetanus shot, blood work just because, and renewed my prescriptions for 3 month refills while I’m in limbo.
Bring on #year26
and all of its plot twists.
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