turning 22 tomorrow. for the first time in almost 6 years, i finally, FINALLY want to celebrate my birthday. i have to work of course, but i'm just... i feel so good. i've got the pre-birthday jitters again. i can finally see that i have friends and family who love me and want to celebrate with me. co-workers who insist on doing something for me/with me/trading my shift so i can relax on my birthday. i just..
i hate that it took so long. i'm so happy that i'm better now than i once was, but i feel so much regret that my teenage years were spent in such a deep depression.
then again, my 20s have only just begun. as a full grown adult now, i have the agency to reflect on my past and vow to never make those mistakes again. i can be better -- better than i once was, and better than i am now. the process of healing has already begun. it's already underway. but i can continue as i grow older.
it's 2:43 pm where i am right now. but here's to another year of life and growth.
(side note: got a job interview for a high scale place! if i can land this job in addition to the one i already have, i might be able to save enough money to get myself something nice for once, heheh)
