As a child I was painfully shy. As a teenager I wanted to belong; I cared way too much about what other people thought of me. This lasted well into my 20's. Now that I'm in my 30's I have a 'f*ck it' attitude. Don't want to hang out? F*ck it. Didn't get that job I applied for? F*ck it. Last relationship didn't work out? WHY DIDN'T IT WORK OUT!?!
Clearly, I still have some things to work on.
But seriously, I do enjoy the confidence that comes in my 30s. I’m more responsible when it comes to money. I'm more fearless applying for jobs. I'm more mindful about my health. I understand the significance of saving. (I’m all about that 401(k) action.) I’m more careful on how I spend my time and I’m critical of who I should let be my friends.
I wouldn’t trade this feeling for going back to my teenage years or childhood. I do wish I could go back in time, though, and re-teach myself lessons that I know now would lead to a better life. Those aphorisms are all true, kids: practice really does make perfect, be kind, and, yes, eat your veggies.
If my 30s, for the most part, feel this great I can’t wait until what my 40’s will bring. The answer is clear to me; adulthood rules - especially the 30+ kind.
And if you don’t agree … f*ck it!