Heartbreak steals your innocence. I remember being so deeply in love and so naiveβthereβs a bittersweetness when I think back, knowing Iβll never be that soft or vulnerable again.
At 21, I came to terms with the fact that I didnβt want to have kids. By 23, I had accepted that I didnβt want to get married.
And by 25, I confronted the painful but liberating truth that I might never have a long-term romantic partnerβthat I might be alone.
I gotta marry somebody that takes holidays seriously. A family person. Birthdays, graduations, anniversaries etc, must all be celebrated fully in my householdπ