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beansideIt's kinda sad when it takes Cracked of all things to make you realize how awesome things are. Gladstone (who also wrote some other amazing articles--seriously, look him up) wrote an awesome treatise on 5 Reasons Life is Better After Thirty.
Oh yes, it so is. So, without getting too sappy here's my favorite list of things that have happened since I hit thirty.
1. I put a wedding band on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nilchance's hand at the ripe age of 31.
2. At 33, I finally found out what was causing the debilitating pain and headaches that I'd been having. I still have them, but it was a relief to put a name on them, and have something to fight.
3. After fifteen years of being in the same job, three years ago, I got laid off. That doesn't wound happy, I know. At the time it wasn't. But the job had been slowly going toxic for years, and I didn't realize it until I had a good year of distance. It had crept in until everything I loved about it slipped away, and took some of the best parts of me with it.
4. No matter how often I swear that my brain is broken, and my words have slipped away, they always come back. I'll never be the woman who can write 5k words a day again. There probably will never be another Bastard Saints or even an Everything-verse. But if I'm willing to fight, I'll get things written, one word at a time.
5. After all these years, I have the best support system ever. I have people I care about who understand me and my disabilities. They understand that every plan is subject to the pain level of the day. I have friends online who live with their own illnesses, pain and depression and let me be a part of their triumphs and heartbreaks.
So yeah. I think mostly what I got out of it was that maybe, just maybe, I should embrace the person I am now instead of searching for a magic bullet that will cure me and turn back time.
Oh yes, it so is. So, without getting too sappy here's my favorite list of things that have happened since I hit thirty.
1. I put a wedding band on
nilchance's hand at the ripe age of 31.2. At 33, I finally found out what was causing the debilitating pain and headaches that I'd been having. I still have them, but it was a relief to put a name on them, and have something to fight.
3. After fifteen years of being in the same job, three years ago, I got laid off. That doesn't wound happy, I know. At the time it wasn't. But the job had been slowly going toxic for years, and I didn't realize it until I had a good year of distance. It had crept in until everything I loved about it slipped away, and took some of the best parts of me with it.
4. No matter how often I swear that my brain is broken, and my words have slipped away, they always come back. I'll never be the woman who can write 5k words a day again. There probably will never be another Bastard Saints or even an Everything-verse. But if I'm willing to fight, I'll get things written, one word at a time.
5. After all these years, I have the best support system ever. I have people I care about who understand me and my disabilities. They understand that every plan is subject to the pain level of the day. I have friends online who live with their own illnesses, pain and depression and let me be a part of their triumphs and heartbreaks.
So yeah. I think mostly what I got out of it was that maybe, just maybe, I should embrace the person I am now instead of searching for a magic bullet that will cure me and turn back time.
