I sat down to write this post and sort of didn’t really know what exactly I was trying to say.
I find I don’t like to do a “dear diary” inspired blog post but now and then sometimes, you just need to pen shit down.
The main jist of this post is Am I okay?
I don’t mean in it in the sense of am I feeling sad, or down I just ask myself that question at least once a week and more than likely it’s me taking the piss out of myself.
As my 26th birthday draws closer I’m finding myself taking the piss out of my life more.
Do I have all the stereotypical things I’m meant to at this age?
All arrows point to NO.
I’m making no moves on leaving the family home, I don’t have a partner but am I happy in myself?
All arrows on this front point to YES.
Of course I would love to have my own place with my own boyfriend and be living the high life fashion career I want; but in reality I’m not financially stable enough to live on my own. Any boy that shows interest in me I literally run the other direction. On the job front I am content and while this is happening I’m making moves on making my name successful.
When I listen to some of my more successful friends with their dreamy relationships I definitely feel left out and sad for a minute but the next breath I’ve forgotten about it and realise that if and when all these things are meant for me they will arrive.
In the mean time, I’m gonna concentrate on me, owning every colour suit there is and making memories with every single amazing person in my life.
So am I okay?
Yeah babes I’m just doing me.