Around this time last year, my life was filled with uncertainty. The Quarter-Life Crisis was hitting me hard. I didn’t know what 25 was going to have in store for me. The only thing I was certain of was that it was going to come to pass, whether I was ready for another year in this Masquerade or not.
In very small ways, I began to make big decisions, and world around me finally began to reflect that. It was a slow process, but the flicker of passion that put air in my lungs and kept one foot moving in front of the other made itself known. After that, it just felt natural to own the best from experiences and make things better. My scattered cards finally fell into place, and my words – that I devastatingly missed – finally returned in full force. Somewhere along the way, I became less desperate in my pursuit of happiness.
I finally arrived at my happily ever after.