I'm in my thirties, when does the thriving start?
I can't seem to find my skirt suit or corner office
It’s 1st October as I write this, which means it’s my birthday month. I swear it was only four months since my last one. The idea of the new number (and saying it out loud) is blowing my mind slightly. It’s not a milestone birthday or anything but surely I can’t be that age?
I feel like I left uni about 15 minutes ago and yet with every passing year, I become more conscious of the chasm between my own life and the lives of my friends and peers. The milestones I thought I would have hit by now, I just haven’t. Time is flying by and I feel trapped by inertia and imposter syndrome.
As I get older, I’m getting less confident and less sure about who I am and what I want. My annual income is going down as my fine line count is going up. Whatever happened to being thirty, flirty and thriving?