I know, I’m probably being over dramatic. It’s a total first world problem.
Maybe it’s having a big birthday during a global pandemic? I’m in full on ‘reviewing life’ mode. Mulling over every decision. Caught in a trap of looking back not foreword.
Did I go to the right uni, do the right course, get dumped (and dump!) the right people, should I have tried for another DC despite the health risks? Am in in the right job? Am I in the right house? Am I the right weight, did I work hard enough? Do my friends really like me? Do I like me? Why did I get bullied at school/ uni? Should I have had counselling? Should I get counselling? Is it my fault I miscarried? Am I a good parent? Why don’t I have a hobby? Why aren’t I sporty?
Jesus. I’m driving myself insane. 2 weeks till I’m actually 40, I need some tips/ someone to shook some sense in me to enjoy the last days of my 30’s and start looking forward....? Is this normal?
Aggghhhhhhhh.