I had a small bout with self-harm as an 18-year-old. In addition to an eating disorder and various other forms of depression.
The teenage years can be tough for some girls.
There are certain celebrities we love to hate.
Up until about a year ago, I really couldn’t stand Taylor Swift. Why? No idea. It was almost like it was just easier to not like her, because she was popular and everyone loved her songs.
When you picture God behind sounds that disturb you, they become a lot sweeter.
Like the alarm clock for instance. I think I set that thing to snooze at least 3 times the other day, not wanting to move out of bed and simultaneously wanting to slam it with a sledgehammer. But then I pictured God behind the obnoxious beeping, and it turned into a gentle insistence that it was time to get up.
Someone shared an article the other day on how people in their twenties today seem to think this is their ‘downtime’.
30 is not the new 20, it read. In your twenties, you should be focusing on who you want to marry, what career you want, expanding your inner circles, and doing things outside your comfort zone.
Well guys, I’m movin’ on out. And up. I’m 13 days away from turning 30, and I’m SUPER excited to say this age will bring a brand new transition in not only my life but in my future business life–I’m closing up shop here on the blog, A Novel Quest.
This is not goodbye.
You ever get the feeling as you age, that you’re entering into this period of unlearning all the false beliefs you had about yourself growing up? I’m starting to feel this great unlearning of all of the things I used to falsely believe about myself and life in general when I was younger.
I’m having a really terrific week and day and life in general. Writing about my twenties these past few days has really helped me realize that I’m done with all of that. It’s really given me so much love and perspective on the past ten years, and I can’t thank you enough for accompanying me on this journey! I really want to ease into the goodness of my upcoming thirties now, and all of the things I’m bringing with me into this new decade.
I like to think of my mid-twenties as the ‘dark ages’ of my life. It was definitely a mid-twenties slump. The light within me was clouded with a delusional need for love and acceptance, which left me tearful and alone.