Me to Me …

It seems like I’m doing life differently these days. At midnight on my birthday, I posted to my page, not something I usually do with personal things, but this felt a little different.

A few weeks ago, I turned off my birthdate on Facebook because I didn’t want notifications prompting people to comment. I didn’t want messages from people who didn’t actually know it was my birthday. The reality is, I have four people in real life I interact with regularly, and a handful more I feel close to but don’t connect with often.

I can’t quite put it into words yet, but something feels different. It’s not indifference, it’s more like a steady peace. I don’t need validation or acceptance the way I once did, and even things that used to rattle me no longer reach me the same way. Maybe it’s contentment, maybe it’s age, or maybe it’s the quiet relief of no longer needing to prove anything to anyone. I just can’t be arsed with the drama. I’m not saying things no longer affect me, I just really think about what’s worth going there.

Anyways whatever the change I’m grateful for it. I don’t want anything in my life that doesn’t feel real anymore.

Some things don’t change though, pink doughnut will always be the choice of ‘cake’.