At this precise moment I am 22, in fact, I will be 22 for another 5 days as I am writing this on Sunday the 23rd of April. I thought I’d write a little post on how my life has turned out already (ha!) what I hoped to achieve, what I hope to achieve in the future and why the bloody hell I now feel a hell of a lot older than I did 4 months ago!
So, the 29th of April 1994 at around 6 am I was born to the world. Little did I know of this crazy world, it’s serious issues some people have, and the anxiety it will throw upon me. Actually, I was nieve to this till about the age of 12, everything went over my head. I didn’t have a very smooth childhood but I lived in my own fantasy world and nothing affected me, even things that at 22 they would break me if happened now but they didn’t then!
I was a typical girl, wishing to grow up quick so I could have all those fun things of a house, baby and ability to buy food at my desire. Ha… bills will soon make buying food whenever you wish a problem. Don’t get me wrong, I am very fortunate to have a good job and enough money in the bank every day. But as I hit 23, I will be looking to move for my 4th time, STRESS!
My life so far: – I’ve done well for myself, a respectable job with a good income for my age. A couple of true friends, one who has stuck with me since he played with my hair in school at the age of 13. A few of you will know exactly who I am on about, Liam, we may not see each other regularly but he is my best friend. We can spend hours talking over a hot chocolate and not realise the time. I have a few recent new friends one of which, I know I could rely on if I ever needed her.
A very let’s not go there previous relationship which taught me A HECK of a load of life lessons. Seriously one’s that are “always there for you” may be the ones harming you the most if you are too close to see it!
My dream car, I say dream car, because during the move I found an old scrap book of mine and in one of the pages was a cut out of my exact car but in purple (I was so shocked and laughed, because I’d totally forgotten about it) So fate plays a part there I believe.
My blog which is mine and has given me friends, confidence and a heap load of experiences. If I never get anything out of blogging ever again I will always look back and be thankful for the things it did give me that I would never of been able to do or achieve before.
Now my thoughts on 23! :- SHIT… 2 years off of my “when I am 25 I’ll have my life together” HA.HA.HA. How many of us girls are laughing saying that or passed their “goal” and thinking ahh shit it. I was slightly worried when I first realised 2 years till 25 and then I thought hey, whats meant to happen will and if I don’t have those “goals” by 25 so what! It just means I have filled it with other things, whether that be holidays, moving several more times, spending too much on clothes, all I just know is I won’t let myself waste it at all.
If someone asked me to tell them a few things I have actually done with my life that I am proud of, gosh I’d have to pick from a bucket load because I am thankful for every day that I broke out of that anxiety, paranoia scared self.
Moral of the story girlies & guys… if you want something push for it… break those boundaries you have and achieve those goals, because trust me “Everything you want is on the other side of fear” and it worked out well for a small town, scaredy pants me!
Good Luck & I wish you all well in your hopes & dreams0