August 5, 1991

August 6, 2016

I’m officially 25 years old. And I’ll spare you all the “I feel so old” comments.

But man, 24 was a rough year. I was battling some real demons and my depression reached an all time high. Sometimes it felt like I wouldn’t make it to 25 but, here I am.

One of the most frequently asked questions someone in their 20s asks is “What the hell am I doing with my life?”

And somehow I had convinced myself that I hadn’t accomplished anything and that I never would.

I’d get so discouraged to the point where I just wanted to throw in the towel and call it quits.

But I didn’t.

I feel like 24 was preparing me for all the blessings and opportunities God has waiting for me once I reach 25. I can’t explain why I feel this way, its just something I know in my heart.

I’m excited.

I’m coming into my own more and more each day. I’m learning how to love myself from the inside out and to tell you the truth, I’ve never felt more sexy and confident than I do now.

This is only the beginning.

Xo,

Shiloh