turning twentyone is definitely not as big of a deal as people make it out to be.
everyone hypes it up to be some important milestone. The start of adulthood.... the end of childhood... being legal. but for me it was just like any other birthday.
actually it was more low key that most birthdays. i always used to love celebrating my birthday - a party and being the center of attention? definitely something i want to prolong for as long as possible.
but not this year.

i had a very very lowkey thing in my room. just drinks and a couple of friends. and then on the day itself, it was just another lazy sunday for me. i went to costco, watched tv, chilled with some friends and it was pretty much perfect. i was perfectly content and am perfectly content.

this was the first birthday i had in a long time where i wasn't anyone's priority, and it was nice. i never thought i would like it but i do. i like being no one's priority and not having anyone has my priority. it's independent and liberating rather than lonely and depressing. it's surprising to be content not knowing what i want, but simply knowing what i don't want.