I think I had a brief moment with feeling like I was wasting my life. So I changed careers. I think I regret doing this but I'm working towards getting back to where I want to be.

I lost a son almost 10 years ago. I don't want more children and have realized if I ever do, I'd rather adopt. I couldn't handle a baby anymore.

I feel like a loser too because I've never felt my "Calling" in life. I've always just tried out new things with hopes it'll either be great... Or it won't.

I'm divorced and I'm starting to think I'll never remarry. The guy I'm dating now, he's even less interested in kids, marriage, and whole shabang. Nothing I can really do about that but I love him and he's a great supportive man for me.

I've had a ton of health issues hit me this year. I turned 31 in September. Suddenly after 30 I became a weird medical unicorn... And not the happy colorful cartoon type.

My mom, my guy lost both of his grandmothers, my co-worker... Death has been just enjoying itself this year. I'm glad it's almost over.

But, I'm alive and finally starting to piece together all my bad health symptoms. I'm improving. I'll keep doing my best with what I was given.

TL: DR 30 was really not my most enjoyable year.

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