My birthday

Today I turn 27. I don't enjoy birthdays like I once did because these days they remind me of my life's failings and shortcomings rather than making me want to invite all my friends for a movie and sleepover. I am also now DEFINITELY closer to 30 than 20 and that is sketchy, to say the least! At least this birthday I feel like my life is heading somewhere and I have an idea of what I want for my career. Plus, I am engaged to a wonderful woman who loves me and can't wait to marry me. Twenty-six saw me spiral into a scary, deep depression where God and my family had to intervene in order to save me because I didn't want to get up in the morning and thought about death a lot. Though I still don't like my job (one of the major causes of my depression last year), because I have a plan it is more bearable as I count down the next 5 months. I just remind myself I am there because the $$ is good (compared to what others I know in Victoria are making) and I am setting myself up for my Masters degree. Life changes so much AND doesn't change a lick at the same time! Anyway sorry for the verbal diarrhea ranty business there! Happy birthday to me...