I'm 33. Life really hasn't gone the way I had planned. I'd expected to have more accomplished by now. I've been working towards being successful with my writing, as in having books published by now, but I feel like life and MI keeps on getting in my way. I feel like I've spent huge chunks of time being messed up and unable to accomplish anything. It's really sucky. But I just have to keep trying. I dropped out of college halfway through to focus on my writing. Now the only skills I have are writing and being able to cut fruits and vegetables really well. Sigh. Neither get me very far.