Episode 1 – How Did I End Up Here?
Growing older, not necessarily wiser — just more self-aware.
This is a question I ask myself often. Not because I’m confused about where I live — more like I’m pausing for a moment and thinking.
I’m a 33-year-old woman (lady? girl?) — maybe just a teenager at heart. That’s probably why it’s hard to define myself. I think it’s a mix of all three. Maybe some of you will understand that feeling.
Life accelerated when I hit 30. A crisis? Not really. More like clarity. I hadn’t really gotten to know myself before — now it’s time to embrace who I am.
Just another millennial who realized we live on a burning planet we once tried to save as kids. We’re managed by boomers who have only a few good springs left, yet somehow still dictate our future.
Working in the corporate world, I’ve learned that nothing is as dramatic as the sense of urgency over a product that doesn’t even physically exist.
Would the kid version of me believe that? Probably not.
Maybe, in many ways, I’m still discovering the world all over again — looking for purpose, or maybe for the comfort of not having one at all.
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💿 My millennial achievement log:
Vacuumed multiple times (thanks to Dyson brainwashing)
Watched The Real Housewives of Salt Lake City (who said women fighting on screen isn’t healing?)
Signed up for a doctor’s appointment (via online booking, of course — calls are unnecessary)
💾 My millennial crisis log:
Watched yet another crime documentary (to lift my spirits, of course).
Realized I need to pick up my antidepressants again (how time flies when you’re medicated).
Couldn’t use Reddit or Canva due to downtime (oh, how fragile our Internet is).
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