I turned 30 today.
Nothing unusual happened. I saw my psychiatrist Dr. A, got free coffee at Starbucks, went to class, etc. I’m now sipping on some sparkling wine as I write this post. I know it may seem a bit sad to be drinking alone, but I felt I needed to celebrate it somehow, aside from eating cupcakes in class.
I guess hitting 30 is a big deal, but what really means a lot to me is that I am celebrating this birthday. Just a year and a half ago, I never planned for this day to come.
Thank you to everyone who helped me get to this number.