Before I turned 30 I always had this overwhelming fear that once my twenties was over, so was life. Whatever I hadn't accomplished, whatever goals I hadn't checked off- it was too late.
Like 30 was this ticking time bomb.
Like I would turn the big 3 - 0 and somehow never be capable of the life I dreamed of.
Or maybe it was just that, in my mind, I HAD to get it all done by 30 or I would be "behind."
As if there was this set timeline and once I stepped off I would never be "back on track."
Whatever that even means.
My brain acting as if everyone was on the same exact timeline. Doing all of the same things at once. As if I'd be penalized for being "late" to a milestone.
After turning 30, I quickly realized life wasn't over. It was just beginning. I didn't need to complete my entire life's to do list prior. In fact, I was just getting the hang of this whole adult thing. More confident in my decisions and in myself. Just starting to really get to know what I want out of this life. Creating an even better atmosphere to focus on the goals laid out before me while ensuring I am taking care of myself and living not just existing. Something that 20 something me was never good at.
The realization that 30 is really the start of adulthood was so refreshing to me. Your 20's are a crazy ride- it's a time of confusion, self-doubt and often times anxiety. And it's supposed to be! You're just starting to navigate the world on your own. Your brain is still developing. I like to think of it as the toddler phase of adulthood. And working through all of that turmoil will lead you to a more solid self in your 30's. And I'm by no means saying it gets easier with a snap of a finger. But, I promise it does get better.
And in the grand scheme of life, yours as only just begun ❤
K.J Stafford 
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