Becoming Her at 34: Embracing Every Version of Myself

IT'S MY BIRTHDAY MONTH!! I used to think birthdays were just grown-up math problems — like, carry the one, subtract the youthful glow, add another candle. But this year? Oh honey, this one hits different. 34 isn’t just a number — it’s a whole vibe. I don’t just feel older…I feel rooted, radiant, and maybe even a little bit sassy.

✨ Transformation, but make it fabulous ✨

This year was basically an emotional boot camp meets glow-up montage. I kicked self-doubt to the curb, gave my voice a megaphone, and fell madly in love — with myself. I laughed, I cried (a lot), forgave, healed, and discovered I’ve got Beyoncé-level strength just chilling in my soul.

I’m not running after a “better” version of me anymore. Nope. I am her. I’m the main character, the CEO of boundaries, and I no longer shrink to fit anyone’s comfort zone.

34 = the age of IDGAF (in the most loving way possible) 

It’s like someone handed me a glittery sign that reads: I know who I am, and I kinda like her a lot.

When I think about younger me — the hopeless romantic, the overthinking queen, the dreamer who doubted her own sparkle — I just wanna hug her and tell her, “Girl, you're magic. You always were.”

Every past version of me played her part. Even the messy ones. Especially the messy ones. They all got me here, and let’s be real — character development? 10/10.

Change Is the Plot Twist You Didn’t Know You Needed

Yes, change is scary. Like trying to do winged eyeliner in a moving car. But it’s also thrilling. I left a job I stayed in way too long (8 years?! girl…) and jumped headfirst into my new career era and even obtained my Bachelor of Science in Business (who is she?!). Spoiler alert: I didn’t die. I thrived.

Turns out, growth looks really cute on me.

📣 Tiny Pep Talk Just for You

If you’re feeling stuck or like your life is in a weird season, just know — becoming you is not a race. It’s a cozy Sunday drive with a few unexpected detours. Give yourself grace. Take baby steps. Romanticize your own evolution.

Ask yourself: what’s one tiny thing you could do today that Future You would high-five you for?

Cheers to the Many Me’s

So here I am. 34. Grateful for all the messy, magical, moody versions of myself who never gave up. From the girl who cried in her car after a version of herself that existed for years, to finally the woman who now dances every chance she gets with joy in her soul — thank you.

Celebrate every version of yourself, boo. They all deserve cake.

Who knows what’s next? New dreams are already whispering to me (and I’m listening). I’ve got a feeling the best plot twists are still ahead. And the more I love myself, the more life shows up to love me back.

So here’s to becoming — with glitter in our hair, love in our hearts, and a glass of bubbly in hand. 💕

Happy Birthday to me and my fellow May Ladies! 💖

Keep glowing, keep growing, and never forget: you're a masterpiece and a work in progress all at once.