It’s my birthday tomorrow. 39, the last year of my 30s.
The project of my 20s was establishing my weird career and turning my interests into a somewhat sustainable creative practice, absolutely nailed it 10/10 no notes.
The project of my 30s was, well, building back up from a lot of trauma and abuse and bullshit, finding a partner and building a family, deepening the relationships with the people I love, and turning towards myself and building a life made just for me, and, hm, mixed success.
