Other Side of the Meltdown: Act One
I am 30 now. A year ago, or even several months ago, I was dreading this very fact, but the past few months have been quite peaceful. Perhaps I'm finally in the "acceptance" phase, though; which is something to be grateful for, considering I have experienced some intense pre-birthday meltdowns in the prior years. I cannot help but look back and feeling all kinds of feeling. Anxious, for sure. Sad? A bit. Scared? Totally. What am I scared of? A lot of things. I could tell you, but I wont. Funny thing: ask me the worst moment of my 20s, and I'll answer with full certainty in a split second. Ask me the best, and I need time. Not because there weren't any, I have SO many moments that I haven't been able to shortlist (wow ok, Miss Positivity). So let’s take a balanced view. Instead of defining and ranking best and worst moments in my 20s, I'll do key highlights or lessons instead (and of course some TMI). Three themes: Self-esteem, Relationships, and Grief...
