2017 Day-By-Day

Day 65

This weekend I realized that I’ve been restless. Not physically, but emotionally and mentally, which is pretty par for the course considering the time of year. In two months I’ll celebrate another birthday and it’s not that I’m afraid of aging, it’s more that I’m disappointed that I’m not where I want to be in life. I’m afraid I won’t be able to do certain things or I’m about to pass my prime (which, if I’ve already hit my prime, I’m pretty damn disappointed.) I feel so behind my peers, socially and emotionally, that I’m scared that I’ll never catch up.

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