You’re not the only person who’s not currently in love.
There are people in your life that care about you, and more importantly, that you care about.
You feel numb because you believe you are wasting your life.
I didn’t lose my virginity until I was 28 years old. Sex in which I am voluntarily vulnerable, naked, exposed and intermingled with another being is electrifying. I didn’t think I was capable of feeling such power until I started having sex. I discovered a very important character trait about myself via sexual activity.
It is somewhat disrespectful to tell people how and what to feel. Learning to validate people’s emotions even if you don’t understand why they feel the way they do is a beautiful trait to develop.
Being a non-mom does not mean our lives lack complexity, or that they are easy, or that we don’t have daily struggles for which we could use a kind word.
This should have been one of the most exciting times of my life – moving back to a city that I already knew and loved, and living with a good friend – a dream come true for most people, but I would never have anticipated that this would become my nightmare.
This post is for people who are like me: sorta broke (but ~woke~), sorta lost, and sorta hate using the term “adulting” because you seem to be so damn bad at it. Am I making enough money? Is this the right career move? When’s the last time I got my teeth cleaned? Sh*t rent was due yesterday. I’m broke, but wanna go to Sweetgreen?
Get married. Put a ring on it!
Growing up, I had the image that by now, at twenty-seven years old, I’d be a successful writer living in New York City with a cute house, a handsome mate, and a life I wasn’t struggling to adapt to.