Twenty Fine?
I turned 29 yesterday. Now how the fck am I so close to being 30?? I was looking at photos I saved on my phone the other day and I saw a screenshot of this cake I said I would order for myself. It says "Twenty Fine". It just made me laugh. Twenty Fine? Oh honey, I'm not fine. I am pretty much losing my mind every single day. I don't know what I want and I can't fully decide what to do with my life. It's a crisis that has been going on for a while and intensifies as the months go by. Do I want a new job? But I like what I do. Do I want to move to a different place? But what about my life here? Do I like who I'm becoming? I honestly have no fcking clue and it pisses me off. If I could run away to a place where I could start over and discover and understand myself, I would. I think. But I don't know if I could and I'm scared of the future. I'm scared of it all. I feel like the world is moving and everyone around me is achieving goals and dreams...
