I have turned another year older.
My kids like to insist that I'm about 4 years younger
I'm at the age where others will say "yeah your 29 right?"
Honestly, I don't want to be that age again.
It isn't that I wouldn't want to be younger, thinner and whatever. I had a lot of great things happen between 29 and the age I am now,
But there was also a lot of hard lessons learned. Heartbreak, Loss.
I would not want to live through those again. Unless maybe I had the wisdom I do now and could change the way I handled the situations. But then the lessons wouldn't have been learned and I would be a different person then I am now.
I'm still learning and changing and growing. I'm still learning to be content with who I am. I still struggle with feeling lonely.
Yet there is a lot of good things that have come about. I have learned that it is ok that I am a sensitive person. It is ok that I take things personally. It is ok that I need space and need to be alone for a time to recharge. I am not broken. I am an INFP and it is ok.
