Welp, it happened. I turned 30.
I feel like I did on the last day that I was 29. Nothing has changed. Besides my outlook on life, which changes every year.
The older I get the less I care about what others think of me. The less I feel bad about ridding toxic people from my life. The more I want to see the world. The more comfortable I get in my skin. The less I hesitate to speak my truth. The more I stand up for what I believe in.