I am a girl living in New York City, quickly approaching 25, feeling mellow and sometimes desperate but mostly just awkward and confused. I hated this city, now I think I am beginning to love it.
Identity and relationships are things I struggle to embrace, confront and excel at, every single day.
I have no idea what I should do with my life.
I am learning to love myself, and it is the hardest thing I’ve ever done.
Cheers – to a quarter life crisis in the making.
