Dear 20s,
What a wild ride you’ve been. You came into my life with such a rush of hope and possibilities, and now, as I prepare to say goodbye, I realize you’ve been a chaotic, beautiful, messy masterpiece of years.
You were where I experienced some of my happiest moments—the kind that made my heart feel too full. But you also brought me heartbreak, self-doubt, and lessons I had to learn the hard way. You challenged me in ways I didn’t expect, and while I hated you for it at times, I see now that you were molding me into someone stronger, someone more sure of themselves.
You taught me that it’s okay to not have it all figured out, that plans can fall apart for better things to fall together. You showed me that people come and go, and while some departures broke my heart, they made space for connections that truly matter. You reminded me that self-love isn’t selfish—it’s necessary.
As I stand on the edge of this new decade, I carry your lessons with me. I carry the memories of late nights that turned into sunrises, the dreams that blossomed and the ones I had to let go of. I carry the friendships that grew with me. And most of all, I carry a deep gratitude for the person I became because of you.
So, as I say goodbye, I hope 30 brings a softer, steadier kind of happiness. I hope it’s a time when the lessons I’ve learned from you turn into wisdom I can use. I hope it’s filled with more moments that make me feel alive, more love that feels like home, and more courage to chase the things that scare me.
Thank you for being everything I didn’t know I needed. You were a roller coaster, 20s—but I wouldn’t change a thing.
Here’s to what’s next.
Love,
Someone Ready for 30
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