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Back before I turned 27, I actually had free time. Now it feels like a luxury item sitting on a shelf I can’t afford. I used to spend hours blogging, reflecting on my choices, analyzing my habits, and working on becoming a better version of myself. Lately, life feels like it’s running on auto-pilot and while I’m building the life I always dreamed of, a part of me feels like it’s quietly falling apart in the background. I’ve never been someone who gets “bored,” and now I’ve er

I swear the day I turned 27, life hit me like a bus I didn’t even see coming. My last blog was posted exactly on my 27th birthday. You’d think I’d keep up the consistency I built throughout this year but nope, one turn around the sun later, and my entire rhythm fell apart. Who knew 27 would be this brutal? It’s like the universe said, “No more rotting on the couch for you, ma’am.” Suddenly, time became a luxury. I can’t even remember the last time I had an hour to just breath

Today, I woke up 27 years old. And for the first time in my life, I feel like I’m fully stepping into my authentic self. For so long, I...