OMG, I’m Turning 30 This Year? A Candid Confession of a 1994 Girl

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Turning 30 is often seen as a milestone, a time when society expects you to have your life together.

But for many of us, that’s not the case.

Here’s a heartfelt confession from a 30-year-old, born in 1994, navigating life’s ups and downs with courage and grace.

The Reality of Turning 30

At 30, I’m still single, without children, and my savings account isn’t exactly overflowing.

My parents see me as a “late bloomer,” a term that often feels like a polite way of saying I’m behind in life. I have a car but no house and I still rely on my parents financially more than I’d like to admit.

I graduated from an ordinary university and come from a regular family. My personality type is ISFP, which means I’m often anxious and prone to overthinking.

I’ve experienced failed relationships and the fear of marriage and children.

Work keeps me busy, but my health is suffering as a result.

I’m addicted to my phone and hesitant to meet new people.

Feeling Stuck

It’s hard to believe I’m 30. I still feel like a child, immature and unprepared for adult responsibilities.