Wednesday June 7

I do think that women for some reason have a lot of anxiety/sadness about turning 30. I'll admit I am getting a little more as it approaches. But for the most part, no. Because I have no option. And 30 is the new 20?

Only a few years ago I got aggravated beyond belief when I was ID'd. Now it's rare, and when it happens, I fairly leap to my ID with the giddiness of a schoolgirl.

I guess the only sadness I have is the youth I "missed" because of my weight. My entire highschool and college experience was MO. I missed out on sororities and young love because of fat--I have no doubt (it irritates me when people suggest otherwise. It's the deal, I get it.)

HOWEVER, there is no going back. And I'm incredibly grateful that I did it when I did!! To think what I might have missed out on! So I try to spend my time in that gratitude than the what-ifs.

And 60 is the new 40!

I hear what you are saying about missing out. My first child was born when I was 17. I finished high school and ultimately college and graduate school at night. I felt like I missed out on those last carefree teenage and going away to college years for a long time. But in retrospect (now that I am a LOT older) I wouldn't change a thing.