I started to notice at about twenty years old how uncomfortable my friends were about entering their twenties. It was pretty uniform amongst everyone I knew who was turning twenty or twenty one and it stunned me that that this kind of age dread could happen so early, since just a year or two previously they'd been really happy to celebrate another birthday.
I wasn't immune to this and definitely started to feel a bit off about my increasing number, and a bit worried I wasn't reaching expectations of progressing enough, but this time I feel really excited, like I'm turning seven and I know I'm going to get a Furby and it's going to be amazing. I try to keep reminding myself that I'm a person, not just an age, and that everyone's life looks different. I shouldn't discredit all my achievements and everything I've learned before now. I still have so much life ahead of me and it's useless to put some arbitrary time limit on myself. Someone will always have done bigger things than me, but I'm the only person who can be me no matter how old I am. At the moment I'm so excited to become every age! Every year brings a million new opportunities and who knows how many raspberries I will get to eat this year! I will be a great 36 year old or 62 year old or 50 year old and this year I'm going to be a great 24 year old! :-)