Turning 28: A Bittersweet Feeling

Turning 28: A Bittersweet Feeling

A mix of emotions is turning 28. It's been a year since I left the comfort and familiarity of my childhood home, walking on a journey of self-discovery and independence. The initial thrill of having my own space and freedom has given way to a more understanding of what it means to be alone.

At first, the silence was deafening. It was like waking up in a grave. I missed the warmth and chaos of family life and friends, the everyday moments that shaped my identity. It's scary to leave behind the familiarity of one's childhood home and family, and to venture into the unknown. But as the months passed, I found comfort in this discomfort.

Meanwhile, my family has also adapted to this new dynamic. They've learned to live without me, to carry on with their lives without my presence. It's a strange feeling, knowing that I'm no longer a part of their daily routine.

This realization has left me with a sense of disorientation. I'm caught between two worlds, no longer fully belonging to the old, yet not fully embracing the new. The transition is uncomfortable, like being in limbo. I'm forced to confront the question: where do I belong?

Growth often requires us to go through this journey of self-discovery, which has been a rollercoaster of emotions, but it's also taught me to be resilient, to find strength in uncertainty.

So, as I celebrate another year of life, I'll hold onto this bittersweet feeling, acknowledging the pain of change while embracing the promise of new beginnings.