August 17th, 1991. I have officially been on this planet for 25 years in this body. That is a lifetime for some, and a mere blink of an eye to others. For me... it's simply that odd place in life where society has tried to define what my "adulting" should look like, yet to the core of my existence I am something completely different. This used to torment me with thoughts of defeat, doubt, and the constant feeling that I was doing life "wrong". I am so grateful that in the past 4 years I have embarked on a journey to define for myself what adulting will look like and release myself from society's mold. Adulting for me looks like footie pajamas and hot chocolate at the end of a long day instead of wine and a bubble bath. I prefer late nights at playgrounds (or any type of outdoors event) over lounges/bars/clubs. My partner in love and I have given up our corporate jobs, moved in with my mom, and taken a head first dive into the entrepreneur/artist life. I have 2 degrees that I'm virtually doing nothing with (third times the charm though; shoutout to my Yoga Therapy certification :D). And guess what?!
I. Am. HAPPY.