Turning Two decades plus four

The big two-four. I'm almost at a quarter (supposedly) of my life, and where am I? Lost? Happy? Happily lost? Twenty-four. Two decades and four years old.

My family is being added to with every year, and it makes me so happy to have encountered everyone for the past 24 years. The people who've shown their appreciation, who've talked behind my back, who've become my genuine friend, who've pretended to be friends because of material things I often give them... I still thank you. I wouldn't be who I am today if not for you - strong, independent, and wary of giving away my trust to just anybody.

But hey, those people are just 10% out of the 100% of unicorns who have stood by my side all the way.

To the people at NUECA, the company who gave me, a newbie in the adult/corporate world, a chance to prove myself and my co-workers who make me happy to go to work everyday, thank you for making me feel welcome. Thank you for understanding I don't easily feel comfortable around people and for being patient with me. I would not have thought of a better company to spend my first year outside college.

After a little less than a year, I'm finally opening up. I hope you guys don't get shocked with the filth under my angelic exterior (hahahahaa, kidding). 

Of course, though it should be obvious, I want to thank my blood family. Thank you for putting up with my drama (haha, they're used to it), my sudden bursts into song, my weird fascination with horror and gore, and many more disturbing if not fine qualities. 

Thank you, friends, for being true and calling me out on my bullsh*t when necessary. Thank you very much for living through the drama, my narcism, my ego that is still learning to step aside in certain situations, and giving me space when I need it. I often have trouble expressing how I feel and even saying a simple "I love you" back whenever I'm told. Thank you sooo much. I don't think I've ever had a best friend because we always move to different places, but there are two people who are close enough.

The transition from the two-three to the two-four felt like nothing. I don't feel any older, and I'm fine with that. I still have a fear about growing old and not giving my family what I know they deserve, but I'm working on it. 

Thank you! Until the big two-five, let's keep making great memories. Until the next 6th of April, let's stay connected and happy. I love you!