Pushing 30 (My Annual Birthday Post)

 It's that time of year again. The time I wait 365 days for (which is a lot, but also goes by very fast).

If you're new to this blog, hi, hello, welcome to my ramblings and adventures that I dare put into the 'lifestyle' category because I'm bad at buckling down with a niche. 

If you're a current reader of the Megan Hubrex blog already, you might have seen these type of posts, because I write one every year. You can always look up the June/July section of this blog for past birthday posts, but I think last year's was pretty short. I was about 2 months into my new job, I was about to go back to college after 8 years away, and I had brown and red hair. 

Wild. 

This year is a little different. A little more comfortable and a lot more meaningful. 

I always tell the story about how my mental health years ago stopped me from ever wanting to grow older. After 21 years old, I would be gone forever. I tried and tried and inflicted pain on myself, mentally and physically. Around 24 years old, after years of suffering, I found the right medicine for me.

Then, I suddenly loved birthdays. 

A whole day to say "HEY WORLD! I'M STILL HERE AND I'M GOING TO ENJOY IT!" A day to shower myself in the love I have always deserved. 

I'm a giver. I give until my money runs dry and my heart squeezes a little too hard. But on my birthday...everything is switched. And I would be lying if I didn't say it felt nice to be loved a little extra on that day. 

My birthday signifies my struggle, but not really in a bad way. It's a day that gives me hope that I'm here to see the next one. 

29 is going to be the best yet! Even though the year is already halfway done!

P.s. For everyone who is like "what do you want for your birthday? What do you like?" 
I like books, coffee, flowers, and Harry Styles. 

That's pretty much it.