A quick bday wrap up post.
I’m 30 now. I’ve felt 30 since I was 28 & have been conveniently rounding up for patients who think I look too young, to friends when I’m complaining about being “a grown ass woman, thank you very much.” Medical training + the pandemic + my adopted country literally & figuratively burning itself down have aged me. You ever look at med school grad pictures of your residents and think “dang, you went through an Obama presidency?” That’s me, but on the inside.
Still, I’m so very young, and so very lucky. My life is full of love. I feel comfortable & confident in my skin and in who I am. The little gap-toothed girl with an accent, early-onset acne, & an obsession with anime could never have imagined that her art would become something visible to the world, that she could follow all her dreams at once. She would never have dreamt up her wonderful husband, or her intensely loyal and loving friends. She couldn’t have imagined having a platform where people listened or cared about what was in her head. Honestly, in many ways, she couldn’t have fathomed the happiness, the security, the fulfillment that I’m lucky to feel most days. I’m teary-eyed typing this, because despite appearances, being able to feel this way about myself took a lot of hard work.
Anyway, thank you @rissmneilson , @buu_who_ , @sashiiimii_i & @jennyhollander (who planned the whole shindig 🤩) for giving me the best 30th bday weekend a girl could ask for, and to all of my day ones and day 10,950s who make everyday worth celebrating. 💛💙