23. Kind of an awkward number. I wouldn’t know (yet) of all the future stages humans go through but as of now it’s that stage in life, that it finally hits you. You are a freaking adult. Let’s analyze the situation, it’s been 2 years since my 21st birthday, 5 years since I got my GDE and went to Israel for the year and too many years to count since my Bat Mitzvah. To be honest, turning 23 in t-minus 7 days is actually freaking me out. Don’t get me wrong I’m so grateful for the life I have and for the years to come, but I had this whole list of goals and ideas that I wanted to accomplish and reach by like five years ago. But realistically I should give myself a break and stop being my own biggest critic. I’ll just let my hair blow in LA’s pollutionized air as each year will just bring me closer to my goals and where I want to be in life.
Lesson, set realistic goals, goals that will make you happy to accomplish instead of leaving yourself in a place where you say, “I could have should have would have”, instead, how about, “I did the best I could, and will do better and more every day”. Yes please and thank you Rachel, happy birthday to me.
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