Today, I am 34 years old.
Today, I start my mid-thirties, which has me reflecting on my early thirties. There were a lot of changes I experienced in my early thirties, not the least of which was living through a global pandemic. That’s something I never expected to go through, but I am immensely grateful that pandemic living was never all that difficult for me. My job was stable, I genuinely enjoy being alone, and working from home was such a delight. I stayed healthy throughout the pandemic and didn’t lose anyone close to me. I know I am one of the lucky ones.
There were significant losses in my early thirties. My grandpa (Pops) unexpectedly passed away when he was only 77. We truly thought we had many more years with him and I am still wading through the grief of losing him. I also had to say goodbye to Dutch, who was my heart and soul. While his death was more expected, it was still a hard-hitting loss that took many months to heal from.
There were so many good things in my early thirties, though! I adopted two cats, and I am obsessed with them. My mom and stepdad adopted two dogs, Chip and Lucy, and Chip especially helped my heart heal from the loss of Dutch. (My mom adopted him three months after Dutch’s death.) I traveled, excelled at work, spent many hours in therapy, and made my little apartment a cozy home.
My thirties have indeed been good to me so far.
One of the biggest things I’ve gone through in my thirties is something I’ve kept off the blog, and not because I wanted to keep it a secret, but because I had to go through the process of coming to terms with it myself, in a way that felt authentic to me. But now that I have gone through that process, it feels like I can’t really be authentic on this blog if I don’t talk about it. And that is my identity as a bisexual woman.
Perhaps one day I will talk about the nitty-gritty of coming out to friends and family, and starting to date women. There’s a lot I had to process, a lot of unlearning I had to do. I grew up evangelical Christian, where I was told again and again and again that homosexuality was a sin, and so I spent many, many years trying to pretend I was straight. I spent many, many years wishing I could fully be myself—live openly as a queer woman—but so, so scared of how people would react.
But that’s the thing about our identities. They have a way of wanting to be heard. Suddenly, the pain of not being who I truly am was greater than my fear. I had to be my true queer self and hope for the best. And so I started to slowly (oh-so-very-slowly) come out to friends. I started to date women. And this summer, I had my first serious relationship with a woman and it was the healthiest, easiest, most fulfilling relationship I have had in my dating life. The relationship felt more right than any other relationship I’ve had. I’m still sad that it ended, but I’m excited for what’s to come.
This year has been a big one for my career, as I’ve continued to take on more responsibilities and work with my director on how I can best be of service to our content team. Essentially, this has meant helping to manage our higher-priority clients—typically, the clients who have specialized content needs or receive so many website pages per month that multiple writers need to be on the account. It’s also meant having a more client-facing role than is typical for content writers in my company. At first, that was scary because I’m used to being more behind-the-scenes in my role, but now that I’ve started to cultivate a relationship with our clients, I find that I really enjoy it and take pride in delivering above and beyond for them. My expanded responsibilities earned me employee of the month in July as well as an unexpected-but-much-appreciated pay bump.
I’ve spent the past few years working toward a better acceptance of my fat body—to love it as it is, to appreciate what it can do. It’s not always an easy journey, but I do feel that I have come to a place where I am happy with the person I see in the mirror. I’ve learned how to dress my body in a way that makes me feel comfortable and confident. Alongside my own fat acceptance is calling out fatphobia in all its iterations, whether that’s opening a dialogue with a friend who used fatphobic language or pointing out fatphobia in popular books or TV shows. Fatphobic language can be incredibly insidious and such an ingrained part of society today that many people don’t recognize it when it happens. But for fat people, it’s damaging and hurtful and needs to stop.
Being single in my (now) mid-thirties is quite an interesting place to be. Growing up, I always thought I would get married young and have at least three kids. That’s what happens when you grow up evangelical, though. There’s this ingrained notion that a woman’s worth lies in her marriageability and maternal instincts. I’m glad I didn’t get married young, though. I’m especially glad that I do not have kids. It allowed me the space to figure out myself and what I wanted from my life—I don’t think I would have ever had the courage to explore my queer identity if I was coupled up in a heterosexual relationship. While dating these days can be more frustrating and demoralizing than fun and exciting, I’m not exactly disappointed to be at this place. It’s where I am meant to be. And while I hope for long-term partnership in the future, it’s not an end-all, be-all goal for me. It would be nice to have, but my life is pretty damn exceptional without it.
As far as years ago, 33 wasn’t one for the record books but it’s one I will look back on fondly. There was a lot of good in this year, between adventures with friends, a new car, and a trip to Chicago with my mom. I got my Covid vaccine, jumped back into the dating pool, and enjoyed the return of book club. Olive beat cancer! And tonight as I write this, on the eve of my birthday, I look around my apartment that’s decorated for Christmas. One cat sleeping underneath the tree and the other is curled up on the couch. My belly is full from a yummy dinner out with my friend Amber. I cannot help but be grateful and thankful for this year and what’s to come.
Who knows what 34 will hold for me. Maybe more traveling, hopefully love, perhaps exciting changes that I’m not even aware are on the horizon. I think what I said last year holds equally true for this year: “I want to be happy. I want to love what I have right now. I want to strive to change the things I am unhappy about. And I want to love myself and my people as much as I can.”
Nicole MacPherson
Happy birthday!
I am so happy for you, in discovering and coming to terms with your identity, particularly after having an evangelical childhood, which does make acceptance difficult. I’m so glad you can be yourself and accept yourself as you are, because you are pretty amazing!!!
Wishing you a wonderful year ahead!
April Blake
Happy birthday!!!
Marisa
Yay!! Happiest of birthdays. Wishing you a wonderful year ahead and happy that you are comfortable embracing the many fabulous aspects that make you, you! I love your blog, it is one of my favorites. Thanks for all the writing 😊
Kristen
Happy birthday! Cheers to you for being your most authentic and true self because you’re an awesome human!
San
Happiest of birthday, Stephany and recognizing and sharing your beautiful self for all you are 🙂 May this new year bring lots of happiness your way.
NGS
Happy, happy birthday! Here’s to many more years of self-discovery!
Charlie
Happy birthday! And here’s to your mid thirties and feeling content with who you are, a lovely place to be
Susan
Happy birthday! Hurray to looking at the future with clarity about your whole self.
Torrie @ To Love and To Learn
Happy belated birthday to your unique and beautiful self! It’s always fascinating to me how much our self-identity is a constantly unfolding process and how different we can be from what we initially thought. Here’s to many more years of self-growth and acceptance ahead for you! <3
Jenny
This is a beautiful post! I’m pretty new to your blog, but from what I’ve read this past month I could tell you’re really happy with your whole life situation, including your body, including your sexuality (just from some of the things you said I wondered if you were bisexual, but wasn’t sure.) What a great place to be in. as you turn 34. That’s the way to attract love- people want to be around happy, confident people. I hope you’re having an amazing birthday!
Lisa of Lisa's Yarns
I imagine it was a little bit scary to put your whole self out there, but also a relief. You’ve done a lot of work over the years and it’s paying off. You had the courage to be your full self which is not something every person can do. I hope that you’ve only received love and encouragement as you’ve shared your identity with family and friends!
I think it’s important to get to a point where you can say – I would love a partner but I’m also happy with the life I’ve created for myself. Because then you will have even higher standards for dating since you don’t ‘need’ that person to find happiness. I felt the same way in the month leading up to meeting Phil. I was in such a good place and so happy – and I needed to get to that point before I was ready to meet him.
Happy belated birthday – I hope the year to come is an amazing one!!
Kate
Happy birthdayyyyy! May this year treat you SO well, & may you have just as much growth & introspection to look back on fondly when this time rolls around next year,.
Kim
Happy birthday and congratulations on sharing your complete self on here! 🙂 I love that you had such a wonderful relationship this summer, and that yes, you can explore who you are!!!! <3 You are perfect just the way you are 🙂
OMG yes to fighting back all the fatphobia! Do ever watch old movies or shows and just cringe at the stuff they would say in that regard (ha, and in so many others)!
Anne
Oh, happiest of happy HAPPY birthdays! And how wonderful that you were able to share your full, authentic self here. You seem so confident and comfortable with yourself and who you are, and how you are in the world. I hope you realize just how rare and amazing that is! I imagine it’s been a journey, but so clearly a worthwhile one. I can’t wait to see how 34 unfolds for you… isn’t the joy of life the unknown? Who knows where we will be in November 2022? (Although, honestly, I hope it’s not “still in the middle of this ($#%*(@#*%(*@@ pandemic…) <3