27th Year

Reader, I turn 27 tomorrow. I will officially be in my late twenties and oh god 30 is moving closer and closer and I’m definitely due an(other) existential crisis soon. I knew I had moved into a new age bracket when Uber drivers stopped asking me what I was studying at university and instead starting asking me if I had children, and the stark white and corkscrew curly hairs I spot every now and then also hinted that perhaps I’m not as young as I used to be, but saying “late twenties” to myself is really bringing it home.

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Immediately I’ve thrown myself into a spiral of self-loathing, convinced that by now I should have a better job, be more physically fit, have achieved so much more. It’s a bad habit many of us have, and birthdays are one of the the times that reminds of us of how quickly life passes. There are so milestones in our lives that we feel obliged to hit by a certain age and the truth is that it’s really just manufactured bullshit.

In my 26th year I achieved a huge amount – I probably did more in that year than many of those preceding it. I bought a flat, which was the most stressful thing I’ve ever done, but what I’m most proud of is the friendships I’ve made in the last 12 months. I’ve talked a little about how important it was for me to go out and make some female friends, but I underestimated just how much of an impact they would have on my life. Having my own circle of friends separate from my partner has proven to be even more important than I anticipated; it has allowed me to truly be myself, not just one of a pair. I’ve worked hard to establish and maintain these friendships, but it’s reached a point where I’m secure in my relationships with these women that I know they’re not going anywhere, even if I’m having a low moment and need to be alone for a while. I’m immensely grateful to them.

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While I’m not really one for New Year’s Resolutions, I do like to set some goals for the year ahead after each birthday. In my 27th year I want to focus on myself. I want to maintain the friendships and relationships I have, and I want to work harder on my romantic relationship – I am definitely guilty on occasion of taking things for granted. I also want to develop creatively; I love writing, and I’m really enjoying writing on this blog regularly. I want to take that to a new level and potentially start writing in other places. I recently invested in a Canon G7X Mark II, the go-to vlogging camera for many. While I’m not sure I’ll ever be a vlogger judging by the various videos I’ve put together and ended up scrapping, I definitely want to keep experimenting with video and maybe eventually share something.

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Nothing worth doing is easy, and I’m definitely going to be working hard over the next 12 months. Despite this, I’m determined to make time for myself regularly and take care of my slightly fragile mental health and continue to rebuild myself. I’m ready for it; I have my goals for my 27th year and I can’t wait to get stuck in.


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