Thirty, Somehow: A Birthday Reflection on Survival, Loss, and the Fragile Hope of Starting Again

I’m thirty years old today. And I’m sitting here thinking, holy shit. I actually made it. That sentence feels heavier than it probably should. People say it casually all the time, like getting older is just something that happens automatically, like breathing. But for me, and I think for a lot of us whether we admit it or not, making it to thirty doesn’t feel automatic. It feels earned. It feels like surviving something. It feels like crawling through a decade that didn’t always […]

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