It's my birthday! I turn 21 today, I know it's a big one. Feels exactly like 20 by the way.
It's still crazy to me that I've been alive for a whole 21 years now. My mind. Is. Boggled.
It's always a weird time of the year for me. I put so much pressure on myself on my birthday, in so many ways. I feel like I always need to have the best birthday, everything has to go my way, the most perfect day if you will. I gotta have THE outfit, the gifts, the friends, and the wishes that I can re-post on my stories (Duh). However, there's also a part that kicks in saying that, I'm actually getting older now, and am I even satisfied with what I've done so far with my life?
If you have anxiety about getting older, here is my love letter to you:
Hi you,
You're getting older, that's kind of how time works. The time that you think you don't have enough of, but you do, trust me.
I tell this story a lot but, the man who bought KFC to your table today, Colonel Sanders, only properly got successful with KFC when he was 63. Yeah, 63! That's a whole lot of years of working random jobs and getting fired, but just staying consistent, passionate, and not feeling like everything has to be a race.
The pace that you're at right now is great, and the fact that you are a little older now means that you're smarter and you're more experienced than you were before.
So, before you put so much pressure on yourself to be where you're expecting yourself to be, think about Colonel Sanders, he slogged for years before hitting a jackpot.
You're doing amazing, and you will amount to so many things that you won't be able to fathom soon enough, and I can't wait to see you up there either.
Talk soon, I have the rest of my birthday to just chill and think about how cake-drunk I'm going to get.
Love,
Jerusha x
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