I woke up this morning one year older and one year more confused about who I am or what I'm supposed to be doing...just joking...kind of. When I thought about turning 25 - I expected that this would be some kind of monumental inflection point in my life, like suddenly overnight I would be brand new; have the perfect job, and the perfect boyfriend (and probably a ring on my finger) and be on the way to my 'perfect life'. Surprise, life doesn't work like that - nor would I want it to. But what I did wake up with today was a clear understanding that this was an opportunity to look back and look forward - to take stock of the relationships and lessons I gathered this year and decide what is going to come with me moving forward. So join me today as I wish myself a very happy quarantine birthday, by raising a glass of mimosa over the podcast mic and reflecting on all of the messy lessons I learned over the last year. and then when your sufficiently brunch drunk - don't forget to connect with us over at @freelancetherapy on Instagram.
