The countdown to death
I’ve thought of so many ways about how to start this blog. I’ve always tried to commit to blogs but never had anything really useful or memorable to write. As I’m nearing 30 years old, I thought it’d be most appropriate to begin documenting my past and current life. My life has changed drastically in the past few years and I’ve learnt so much about myself that sometimes I honestly feel I was let down as a child. I hope here is where I can feel safely vulnerable and recount traumatic things that have happened in my life that I probably haven’t really told anybody about, and where I can also share my personal learning and growth. ______ 27 is such a funny age. I feel like I can no longer enjoy the party life anymore because I just feel old. Drinking isn’t exciting and dancing in a club just feels like a status fuck party - being in a long term relationship doesn’t help either. I feel like I have this pressure to up my wifey points by acting a certain way, just to prove I can get a ring.