The Year I Turned 25.
Day 2 #25strong
Something that I heard following the days leading up to my birthday was the common phrase attached to turning a year older. “Oh you’re so old...” “Oh you’re so young...” Always coming from the people around you in laughter and jest.
But to be honest the phrase caught me off guard every time I heard it.
I am who I am supposed to be.
Reflecting on my younger youth days I had a moment in my life that I thought to myself that I no longer wanted to live. My future didn’t extend to the years of my mid-twenties because I didn’t think I would survive my struggles and imprisoning mind that long. It was a short amount of time that I thought those thoughts, but at the time it crept on my mind, coming in and out of focus. My dreams and goals never extended beyond the next couple weeks and I never hovered over the ideas of getting married and having kids because I didn’t feel like I had the worth to have those thoughts.
This isn’t a post about how you should feel sorry for me or for you to reach out to me saying how you should have been there for me, but this is a post about how NOBODY in this world is alone in their thoughts.
I am 25 years YOUNG and I am WORTH living for many more.
AND SO ARE YOU.
Every day I will strive to be the best person I can be and it has finally taken me 25 years for me to know my worth. I want you to know that if it takes you longer than 25 years, I am here to support and love you no matter what.