My life at 30 looks nothing like I imagined, and that’s because it’s been shaped by deep unlearning, relentless questioning, and a series of unapologetic 'fuck yous' to anything that stood between me and my own happiness. It’s also been defined by the kind of vulnerability and transparency I didn’t know I was capable of, by finding my voice, and by embracing love in every form it came to me.
Here’s 3 lessons I’ve learned along the way.
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