I’ve always liked celebrating my birthday. Honestly, it’s my favorite holiday and it’s the one thing I actually look forward to every year. But this year is different. I feel like I’m about to enter unfamiliar territory. I mean, 25. I’m turning 25 and I want to hold on to 24 as much as I possibly can. Midlife crisis? Maybe. The thought of me being 25 with little to no accomplishments scares the crap out of me. I know that I have to live my life at my own pace but it’s sort of hard to do when you see friends succeeding, friends having babies, friends finishing law school, friends doing well at work, etc. Life is not a contest but for once, I want to feel less of a maximum loser. Okay, I’m exaggerating.
I guess I got the birthday blues and now, I have to shake them loose.