Hello, world. This post is two weeks in the making.
I've grown a year older and I thought life was supposed to be different. Then it dawned on me that it wasn't.Then I realized how angry I've been because I felt like I was lied to. That was depressing. I spent my birthday being depressed for most of the day. I've never really liked to celebrate my birthday because the whole hoopla is kind of invasive, but then I really realized that turning 25 isn't all it's cracked up to be. I didn't do anything I was "supposed" to do by this birthday. And that's when the realization set in. I don't like the way my life has turned out and I'm still trying to figure out how to maintain contentment and make the move to somewhere else.
