Turning 31 was a quiet milestone. 31 brought abundant lessons and growth I didn’t even know I needed. This year wasn’t about falling in love, traveling the world, or flashy moments for the Gram—it was about small, steady lessons. The lessons that I learned helped reshape how I view myself, my relationships, and the life I want to live.
It is not selfish to learn how to intentionally put myself first. Part of this journey has been exploring the benefits of self-pleasure. Yeah, the spicy, sensual, and reliving parts of self-pleasure. However, I have not explored the benefits just as a means of physical satisfaction but as a tool for self-discovery, emotional balance, and empowerment. Once I divorced I took some time to date prematurely. Yes, prematurely.
Here I go! It's a new year. I am happy to be still alive and well. I am happy to know that you stopped by to read my thoughts as well. I have been thinking about my life. So much has transpired in these few days into the new year that I do not want to touch on the depths of the topic.
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As the year winds down and the reflection of Christmas lights bounces from the ornaments on my tree, I can’t help but reflect on how this year unfolded. It began with me feeling conflicted and depressed. I will explain a little more. I had anxiety about going into year 31.
