I Turned 29… Now what?

One thing that you should know about me is that ever since I moved to France, away from all things familiar and people I love, I’ve started feeling irrationally upset during my birthday period every year. I turned 29 this month, and this time was not an exception.

Maybe, it happens because it reminds me that my close friends and family are not just a few kilometers away anymore to celebrate my birthday with me. Maybe, it’s a result of my own doing — purposely not making a big deal out of it. Or maybe, it’s simply the anxiety of aging and never having certainty about what’s bound to happen…