There is a moment when a woman goes through weird times of her life; 35 is, I'm afraid to say, this time for me.
I am usually the kind of person to try to find the positive in all aspects of life, however, for whatever reason I am finding it increasingly difficult.
Okay let me start off with a few changes that I have noticed. I am not interested in associating with any other human unless I have an exit strategy in place. Weird I know!
"Little Personal Rant"
So I am a registrar at a hospital in a small town. In this small town people are really funny and weird. They seem to verge on the entitled brat grown up to the usual adult with delusions of grandeur. So that should give you an idea of the type of clients we tend to get. Real life frog in pond scenarios in action lol! Okay well, I maybe a little dramatic in some instances, yet honestly truth is truth.
The people that I work with, not all, are true pains to my existence. They, the nurses night-shift nurses mainly, are so ignorant and very unprofessional. It takes a lot of perseverance and internal fighting for me not to loose my cool with them. So with this whole "trying to be a good person" routine I have embraced, I have found myself in conflict most of the time. See I told you 35 sucks.
Butttttttt, I really like the acceptance of myself that has occurred with the 35 transition that has taken over my life. I really do love who I have become as an individual. I appreciate things on a more meaningful level. I have found true friendships. I have realized my own mortality and as a result embraced all that comes with life; good and bad the like.
"End of Rant"
So I didn't get to go into more detail of why 35 sucks and/or the pros and cons of turning 35. I think I shall be back for a little more when my brain wants to function better. 💋💋
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