Turning 28

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I can't believe I am now a full adult member of the society. I'm twenty-eight... just like that. I'm two years away from turning thirty.

My 23 and 25yr old self must be amazed at how I changed. The dreams and goals that I had changed so much. I gave up on some dreams and took up others. I am way more exposed than I was before. I now dream even bigger because i know that I can aim for more and get it.

I am more self-aware and I made peace with who I am. I stopped questioning God on why he made me like this and not like that. I love who I am now and I am more linient on myself when I feel threatened by someone else's personality and capabilities by reminding myself that I am equally an amazing and incredible person like them, maybe not in the same way but in different ways.

My career is more firm than before, I'm not there yet but I am almost there. I decided to focus more on grief and trauma and mental health advocacy cause that's where my strength is. I'm earning from it here and there and hoping I'll be successful in it.

I'm now employed, even though not fully, but it makes my life full cause a broke girl is a depressed girl and I love me some consistent source of income.

I did a major surgery recently which changed my whole perspective of life. I faced death(literally), was admitted and went to theatre for the first time in my life. I survived all of that and I'm grateful for life, for family and for everyone who supported me during that dark period of my life.

At 28, what are we expecting?

To be honest, I do not yet know the secret to success. I am living a day at a time hoping my tomorrow will be better than today. I keep praying for better opportunities for growth and growth means more wealth. I keep praying for better connections and even more exposure so that I get to reach the big goals that I might not have even thought of myself.

Twenty-eight is going to be big, amazing, blessed and I can't wait to experience everything good nad the not so good that it has in store for me.

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