I posted this to Instagram on my Birthday and figured, these thoughts belonged here as well:
Thirty-Three… 33 and not married, not in a relationship, don’t own a house, or any property, no kids, no car…but healthy and happy and those two are the only things I ever hope to have checked off any list. For the longest time I was in a race to hit certain milestones by certain ages. If you’d asked me in university what my life would look like at 33 I would have said married with kids. I spent so much time feeling behind the norm, behind my friends, behind what society said my life should look like. But why the rush to tick things off an imaginary list? We’re all headed to the same finish line. Who are you competing with and why? If I’ve learned anything it’s that comparison is the thief of happiness. I may be “behind” when compared to most my age but I wouldn’t change it for the world. So here’s to taking your own path, at your own pace and knowing where you are, is exactly where you are supposed to be.