I’ve been in a bit of a funk this week.
I have been feeling anxious, scared, sad, etc., etc. I am not 100% sure but I have a feeling it has something to with the fact that in 5 days (April 10th) I will be turning 26 and I don’t really care to. I would be happy to stay 25 forever or go back to being 22 or 23, those were better years.
I like the number 26 – fun fact: 6 is my favourite number – but to say “I am 26”, I’d rather not. But I will not wollow. I plan to make 25 year old me jealous of 26 year old me because she never got to do all of the fun stuff that 26 year old me will be doing (does that make sense?)!
I am not trying to offend anyone who is 26 or older. As like most of you, I’m sure, I do not like being a year older. But alas, we must accept our fate and take that first step into our new age. I still have 5 more days to do whatever 25 year olds are supposed to do (sit on the couch and binge watch shows on Netflix???)!