i now think 25 is the year you officially become an adult.
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25 is the first year, i started referring to early 30s as young.
25 is the first year that i looked at myself in a swimsuit and saw cellulite.
25 is the first year that I didn't freak out when I think about having a job long-term.
25 is the first year (and hopefully only) that I got engaged.
25 is the first year that I could confidently negotiate a salary on a new job, because I know my worth.
25 is the first year that I am having to try (and try hard) to be in shape.
But even though I am officially an adult, I feel as though it's a beautiful time in my life. To look at your life and be in a spot, where you are confident and thankful for who you are and what you have become. I am blessed with a gorgeous, gracious, understanding fiance. I have a dream job where I am valued, my opinion is heard, and there is opportunity to grow and adapt and change. I have the best friends and family that one could ask for. I have a condo that is almost paid off completely. May never a day go by that I am now thankful for what I have been given.
