Last week, (on January 29th) I turned 35. Without really realizing it, I was internally freaking out. I was freaking myself out so badly, the night before my birthday, I felt like I was having a heart attack, or at least what I pictured it would feel like. Sharp pains on my left side and my arm felt numb. I thought for sure there was something wrong. But there wasn’t anything wrong with me. It was all anxiety, as embarrassing as it is to admit.
Why on Earth was I freaking out? The thought of being halfway to 40 (which is crazy to think about), was bothering me a lot. As I enjoyed my simple but super fun birthday , I kept thinking about my life now & how far I have come. As i looked deeper and deeper into my life, I realized how happy & content I am. Why would I let a number bother me when I am at a good place in my life? Over the course of my birthday, the anxiety I had, melted away. And in its place was the feeling of contentment, of happiness. And instead of freaking out about how old I am, I was able to see all the positive things that makes my life full of happiness & contentment. And in doing this, it made my birthday so much more enjoyable and fun.