It’s funny. I feel younger, more alive, and more like myself than I ever did throughout my 20s. For those who don’t know, I turned 30 back in September. While I didn’t automatically wake up to find myself living in a luxurious New York apartment working as an editor for a trendy fashion magazine, I found something better: myself. I look back and view my 20s as a chapter of healing and removing layers of limitation, chains, and lies surrounding my *true* identity. Am I discouraged I didn’t accomplish all of my “before I turn 30” goals? Not anymore. Although it’s not what I initially wanted, I’m actually glad most of the healing came before the success. I was too busy scurrying and striving instead of dealing with the root issues first and then wondering why history kept repeating itself. 🤷🏻‍♀️ I never thought I would conquer that intimidating uncomfortable mountain, but here I am and the view is absolutely worth it. I’m certain that this breath of fresh air will be a key ingredient that’ll allow me to ✨thrive✨ in whatever I put my hand to in this next season. I’m excited. 💫 📸 by my love: @akaoshin