Passing Thirty

I'm passing my 30s now. It’s quite an age — one where I’ve learned a lot. Honestly, entering 30 hasn’t been like I imagined. I thought by now I’d be married, have a baby or two, be climbing the career ladder, or maybe even be rich. Hehe. But life has its own way. It’s more grounded, more real — not always like the dreams I once had, but still, it's good.

I’ve come to understand myself better — what I truly need, where my thoughts are leading me. Sometimes, I still get lost, but I guess everyone has their own timing. During the hard times, I’ve come to see those moments as wake-up calls — reminders to stand back on my feet and love myself again.

Over time, I’ve become less social. Before writing this new blog entry, I looked back at my old drafts — full of memories, stories about friends, each one described with love and laughter. But now I’ve grown quieter. Sometimes, I hide away, ignore texts or videos sent by friends. It’s not because I hate anyone — I don’t. I just… choose not to respond. It’s ironic, right? I don’t have the same energy to keep up with people anymore. But I still love them. I always have. I’m just not as good at matching their pace these days.

When you get used to being alone, it slowly eats at you and becomes a habit. So, I’m learning to accept that passing 30 comes with personality shifts. Deep down, even though I’ve made peace with myself, I’ll always be there for the people I care about — if they ever need me. Hehe.

So, how has your personality changed after turning 30?

xoxo_M.