I've been thinking lately about the kind of person I want to be when I'm thirty. If you've read my blog post on the Right Side of Twenty-Five, you know this is a theme I've been playing around with in my head for a while. Unlike some of my peers, thirty is not a milestone to be dreaded; to be dragged to by time, kicking and screaming. To me, thirty is freedom: I made it. I finally made it through my twenties - the decade that everyone pretends is the greatest, but really we are all haunted by the overhang of adolescence; wrestling against insecurities and figuring out what society expects of us. And broke - don't forget broke.
My teens were tough, and my twenties were a mixed bag. I would like my thirties to be great. I'm well aware that age-related milestones are things we impress upon ourselves and are meaningless in the grand scheme of things. I don't expect to wake up on my birthday magically transformed. I'm also not putting pressure on myself to be a changed person just because I'm another year older. But I do want to be happier - who doesn't?
I am proud of who I have become so far. I have survived a lot; scraped my way through a lot. But I would like to move past being a survivor; someone that made the best of a series of tragic circumstances. So rather than reflect on the last decade - the first part of my youth - I plan to look forward.
Enter: #30BeforeThirty - over the next 30 weeks, I plan to create new habits, set intentions, reframe my outlook and let go of things that do not serve me. Including behavioural/personality traits I developed as coping mechanisms over the years. The outcome, I hope, will be a happier, healthier and well-rounded me.
I hope you'll join me on my journey.
First up: #1 Forgiving Myself - up on the blog Sunday 2nd December.