I’ve spoken before about how hard it was for me to turn 25. I struggle because there’s a part of me that thinks I haven’t achieved enough to warrant getting older. I find myself thinking if only I’d started my blog sooner or, if only I’d studied something different at university. I would have had it figured out by now and then I’d be one step closer to being truly happy in what I’ve achieved. Instead of feeling lost and confused about what direction to take and blaming my younger self for not figuring it all out for me.