dbxcakes

In exactly 16 days, I will be 30 years old. Although it is not even quite September yet, this is all I have been able to think about lately. Not with dread like some may anticipate this coming of age or rite of passage; I actually feel like the day is not coming soon enough. Don't get me wrong, my twenties were amazing but this past year has just been a roller coaster of emotions, true to the phrase. I feel I have grown more the past year, the past month even, to prepare me for this next phase in life. My twenties was all about experiencing the world, strengthening friendships, and discovering the love that was always there. It was also about losing myself, letting myself grieve, and knowing that I have the coping mechanisms to pick myself up again. Turning 30 by no means will free me of heartbreak and drama. But by now, I realize who my true friends are and I have no problem letting go of anything less. Maybe this is what "dirty thirty" means. Maybe it is the chapt