It's a process. I will not be the first to do it, and naturally, I will not be the last. I'm not unique. I am very simply just another girl, living in another big city, who has realized there will always be something to figure out and finally okay with that. Sometimes I turn heads, sometimes I don't. Sometimes I wear heels and sometimes I don't. I've only just started to realize I really do need to work out. I have slowly been teaching myself to cook. I just bought a house and have been learning about flowers and paint and mortgages. (I like the flowers.) I believe in honesty and not playing games. I love wine, chocolate, and Cheez-its. I have an adorable puppy and some great friends. I have a job I enjoy but know I won't be able to stay in for good. I like my life. I like that I am turning 30. I feel comfortable with myself. I can still be hurt. I know that I am a person that will always be able to be hurt. But I have learned to not let it control me.
I am a woman. I am 1 months and 2 days away from turning 30 and I am proud of it. Not because 30 is the new 20. But because I like who I am and where I am at and I am proud of it all.
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