Birthdays are a funny thing. I never really feel very different after them, whereas I usually feel different after milestones like when I got my driver’s license, graduated high school, or started college. A birthday simply means that you are another year older, and for me, it almost seems like it is more exciting for my parents! I usually just feel grateful on my birthday to have had another year on this planet. Cheesy? Maybe.
I am now nineteen years old, onto my last year as a “teenager.” And I am sure many of you who read my blog are teenagers! Unsurprisingly, like every teenager, I went through stages where it felt like nothing would get better. This is so common that I feel like I don’t even have to really elaborate much on it. Growing up can be confusing! I didn’t know who I wanted to be, or where I was going. I was afraid of everything. The reason I am so excited about this year is because I don’t feel so afraid anymore. When I think about the things I used to be afraid of, it all just seems so silly. There are always going to be things in our lives that can trigger stress or fear. But we are not the things that happen to us, the emotions we feel, or even the thoughts that pass through our minds. Behind all of this lies our true selves, who peacefully watch everything happening before us through loving eyes. Recently, I have been constantly reminding myself to have this perspective. It all stems from letting go, to be happy no matter what happens. So here’s to a happy number nineteen!
Also, another tiny update before I go . . . . I got two tattoos yesterday! And it definitely didn’t hurt like I thought it would. I have one on the inside of my upper left forearm and one on the inside of my right wrist. They are still healing, so I am waiting to post pictures. But photos are coming, I promise!
Thank you for reading,