Today is my birthday.

Actually not the day I’m writing this, because I needed to write this post in advance since I will be celebrating my birthday at DisneyWorld and I won’t have time to write this, soooo hello future world!

I am turning 30 today. 3-0. I no longer qualify for Forbers’ 30 under 30. And you know what? That’s okay.

NOTE: I never had any interest on being on the Forbes 30 Under 30, but I highly respect those who are invited to be apart of it. It’s awe-inspiring to see people my age or younger do such amazing things or make such world-changing impacts on the world. Don’t let my attempt at being coy change your opinion about the list.

I don’t need to be successful at 30. At least, successful as determined by a magazine. I have a roof over my head, food in my stomach, and I’m still alive. If that’s not success…than maybe people need to take a moment.

There was a time, actually a few times, I thought I wouldn’t make it to 30. There were times I didn’t want to make it to 30.

But now that I’m here…it’s not so bad. Do I wish I’d done things differently in my life? Of course! But anyone who doesn’t have even 1 thing they regret or wish to change is a liar or in deep denial.

I have amazing friends who I’ll never completely understand why they put up with me and my long periods of no communication. I’m thankful they encourage me to go on adventures, do things that terrify me, and don’t ask too many questions when I just need to be in a room with people who know can take care of me.

Do I have any uplifting life lessons? No, cause I’m still living life. I can only offer experiences and maybe those could lead to lessons for you. But I won’t pretend I know what the hell’s going on.

But if you absolutely need something…just be a good person. Whatever that means to you.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to celebrate surviving until 30.