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Existential crises in my thirties 🎂
All my life, I was always able to fit in a box. What was expected of me was clear: go to school, find a job, be a kid. But, as I turned 32 last week, I felt like I no longer fit in a box.
In my twenties, I used to have a group of friends I would see consistently, but I don’t see them as often anymore. Now, some of these friends have children, but I do not feel ready to be a dad yet. And at the end of the summer, my mum’s mental health deteriorated suddenly, but I was not ready to see her age so fast, so soon.
32 feels weird. 32 so far has been filled with stress and deep reflections. But 32 also began with a surprise birthday party, and that has brought warmth and comfort.
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