Did anyone else give themselves a deadline to turn their life around?
When I turned 30, I was sleeping on a floor in an apartment in a new city. Nobody remembered my birthday. I vowed If I didn't turn things around by the time I turned 40, then I gave myself permission to end things. My 40th birthday is in less than two weeks. In ten years time, my life is more or less stuck in the same place. No friends, no romantic relationships, no kids, sucking at my job, no home, and on top of that, I weigh 40 lbs more than I did 10 years ago. I've tried so many things to improve my life. This year, I spent thousands on a matchmaker, went to a wellness retreat and tried different weight-loss programs. I dug my heels in to try to reach my project targets at work. I tried to find a home I could afford. I even went for therapy again, took anti-depressants. Nothing has made a lick of difference. This year has taught me that when God doesn't budge, no matter how hard you try, or how much you pray, you'll fail.