The Almost 30 diaries

If you’ve read my last couple of posts, you probably noticed a shift—a softer tone, a more reflective vibe, and a lot of real talk. That wasn’t by accident. Without even fully realizing it, I’ve started a new series called The Almost Thirty Diaries, and I’m so excited (and slightly nervous) to invite you into this space with me.
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This series is exactly what it sounds like: a diary-style, heart-on-my-sleeve documentation of everything I’m feeling, fearing, celebrating, and figuring out as I approach the big 3-0.

It’s not just about age.
It’s about transition.
It’s about growth.
It’s about the pressure to have everything figured out and the freedom to admit that I don’t.
It’s about identity, softness, love, regret, laughter, burnout, dating apps, God, becoming her, and still crying in the car sometimes.

I want this to be real.
Like, “am I the only one who feels this way?” kind of real.
Like, “did she read my journal?” kind of real.

Because I know I’m not the only one lying awake some nights wondering:

• Am I where I’m supposed to be?
• Is love still out there for me?
• Is this dream still worth chasing?
• Why do I feel behind when I’ve already done so much?

And if you’re feeling those things too—then this is for you.
This is for us.
We’re going to talk about it all.
The chaos. The clarity. The confidence. The confusion.
And we’re going to walk into this next chapter together—not perfectly, but with intention.


So if you’ve ever felt like you’re in a weird in-between space—no longer your early-twenties self but not quite the person you thought you’d be by 30—pull up a seat. This is your sign to slow down, reflect, laugh a little, cry a little, and grow with me.


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Comment, share, and tag your friends—because I know I’m not the only one going through this.
Let’s build a little community around being almost thirty and figuring it out together.


We don’t have to be perfect.
We just have to be honest.
And I promise—I’ll go first.

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