Almost 30
When I was younger, people often made turning 30 seem like one of the worst things that could happen to a person. TV shows, media, and even supposedly innocent jokes somehow convinced us that growing older was something to be ashamed of. I was always anxious about getting older. Now that I'm almost 30, I honestly don't understand why. For better or for worse, I'm so happy to have a fully developed frontal lobe. I have fewer expectations and a stronger sense of security. It feels awesome (despite sounding a tad sad). I guess, to some extent, the high highs and low lows of my early and mid-20s are exactly why I enjoy life so much more now. You know what they say: you have to go through the storm to see the rainbow. Had I avoided those experiences, I don't think I'd be where I am today. Ironically, the things that move your life forward are often the very things you'd never choose for yourself. I actually said something along these lines in my latest job interview....
