Twenty One

I turned 21 today. What the hell.

Mine and my best friends birthdays are only a day apart so we always celebrate together every year. So yes, I partied hard last night and I'm now paying for it. Actually I don't even feel sorry for myself, I turned 21, I was meant to get smashed.

It doesn't even feel right saying that I'm now 21. I remember turning 18 and it being a big deal. I loved whisking my ID out of my purse and feeling all grown up and sassy. LOL. But, is it at the age of 21 they class you as a proper, mature adult? Scary stuff. I still live at home with my parents, little sister and our family cat. Thinking about what the future holds truly scares me as you never know what's around the corner.

 Growing up, if I didn't like something, I'd run from it. Especially starting new jobs. If I didn't enjoy it, I would just quit. I've always been that way and I hate that that's the way I am. But, I believe that if you don't enjoy something and it doesn't make you happy then why are you wasting your time? You only live once so enjoy your life whilst you have the chance.

When I was 17, I found out that I had anxiety and depression and I was in a really dark place in my life. I didn't like going to the doctors or to counselling sessions at college because I hated speaking out about how I felt and it made me feel worse. Looking at my life now compared to back then, I am so proud of myself. I am finally in a career that I love more than anything and worked and studied super hard for, I went to the doctors and got help for my anxiety and depression and of course, I still have bad days but I know where I'm at. I like to reflect back on certain parts of my life and see where I am now. It just gives you a boost, doesn't it.

Thanks for listening to me ramble - I’ve had the most amazing day and I’ve been incredibly spoilt. I’m now off to consume more alcohol!