The Almost-30-Syndrom

Hi,

I'm starting a blog to empty my mind. Classic. Please stay, I swear I'm funny. Kind of.

I'm not the diary kind of gal, nor the shrink kind (except that one time... ok couple of times, but I'll get there later). It's just that I need to put it somewhere. Somewhere, but where it could be read. Shared. Answered.

I have had the urge to fill some kind of emptiness in my life for the past couple of years. A silence. That I can't seem to be able to totally fill with friends or school or work or activities or sex and flirts. At first it was... death. Grieving, I guess. I hate that word. Then... depression. But since then, and I'm pretty fine now, thank you, I've kept that emptiness in my pocket and it's been living with me, travelling with me, loving with me and partying with me. Hiding with me, sometimes. But it's not that sad, don't worry. It actually made me do some really nice things, pile up some badass experiences, and even (wait for it) learn more about myself and become more confident (cliché alert!!!).

Let's call that emptiness the Almost-30-Syndrom. I thought my life would fall into place at like 25 and that I would have kids and a house by 30. Bullshit. Everything fucked up at 25 and... well, I can't tell you what it'll be like at 30 because I'm not there yet, but it's sure not going where I thought it would be at the beginning of my twenties. It's more "all around the place" but oh so much more fun. Sky's the limit, my friends, and I plan to reach for it.

So, I hope you're in for the ride or that you'll at least give me a little chance. If not, well, I wish you a great life. No hard feelings. But feel free to come have another look sometimes. Who knows where I'll be!

Later!

P.S. The picture is actually me when I moved in my tiny studio two years ago after moving out of my ex's apartment (and of my old life). Stick around to know how I got there!