On Tuesday (the 13th) I finally turned the big three-oh, for a long time coming I had been actually dreading this date. I wasn’t really looking forward to it, the whole thing of realizing that I was getting older really falling down on my head like a sack of bricks. I did get some amazing messages from friends and family a like about it being great that made me smile and realize for a moment it wasn’t all that bad.
The actual day was quiet, I went to work and didn’t treat it like a huge deal. Actually leaving some of my coworkers to find out when they got home that it was indeed my birthday at all. Being that it was a Tuesday and I had to work the next day, I certainly wasn’t going to be doing any celebrating that day at all. Though I did come home to an awesome cake that was oh so very tasty, that The Boy got me.
For myself, I did get a great present…The Pure Wand. Which…I am going to review after I get a few things out and use it more. But I will say this…best birthday present to myself EVER. That toy along with the Fair Wand I got a few weeks back, totally my go to duo when I just need to bliss out on orgasms. I also picked up a new BDSM book that I have been meaning to get my hands on The New Bottoming Book, which I haven’t totally had the time to sit down and read, but as I have read it before it’s not something that I have to read right this very second. I am thinking it’s going to be a great book to read while I am traveling to and from work over my strange holiday scheduled of doing a lot of early morning opening shifts.
Last night it was the big celebration, karaoke and drinks with friends. I loved getting up to sing, and even making the DJ break his ‘no musicals’ rule for me. Getting drinks sent to me from people whom I had never met just because it was my birthday and having a good time watching my friends get up and perform as well. The conversations about life, good lesbian porn and friendship over breakfast food and pie on the way home from the bar. I don’t think I could have asked for a better night when I finally crashed out.
To me turning 30 has made me realize that I know more of who I am, better than I did when I was 25 which was when I sort of went on a bit of a quarter life crisis spiral. For the last 5 years I have been twisting and turning, trying to figure out just where I wanted my life to go. Now I know that I have a clear plan, I want my writing to be my focus in life…be it this blog or the fictional ideas that I have running through my head at any given time. I want to continue to grow my knowledge of all things sex and sexuality. Above all I know that I want to just love and be loved for who I am, and surround myself with the people who I know are able to be that. To remove the people who are holding me back with their negativity and doubts. Where any of this will lead me in the end, I am not very certain. But what I am sure of is that I am going to be happy when I get there, and that is what matters to me in the end.