#like yeeaah getting older means you’re closer to dying but who cares??

[queermarzipan]

something i really, genuinely adore about tumblr is that it has taught me, superficially at least, not to be afraid of growing up. people post memes about housework and others comment that the amount of notes is indicative of tumblr’s ageing userbase, as a way of sorta poking fun, but the people on here who have shared their experiences of growing old, of having to live in the Real World(tm), of turning *gasp* thirty — you guys, whether it’s talking about the control you gain over who to keep in your life and who to kick out, the freedom that comes with the responsibilities of adulthood, or just generally bitching about the audacity of society, trying to tell us that you get boring and miserable as you get older when actually it’s just the opposite — you guys have helped me so much. i used to fear growing up and giving up on my childhood so badly, and you taught me that i didn’t have to. that i would still be the same person. that i would still like the same things. that i would still be able to read fanfiction and giggle over cute people and relentlessly plan my various fanfic ideas and be on tumblr and play cluedo and go out with friends, only now with the ability to vote. and i am so grateful for that you have no idea.

listen. aging into your thirties rocks. yes your joints get a little creaky. yes you can’t sleep in a pretzel on the floor anymore after a concert or a convention. and you lose some friends. but the thing is that you sort out who your real friends are and you sort out who you really are. and you get to see your friends settling into careers they like, and adopt new dogs and cats, and you find a job you can stand, and get really good at arts and crafts, and maybe that book you loved as a kid gets a movie deal and it doesn’t suck, and you learn to like new food and bake your own bread, and you realize that the great portfolio of self harm scars you all used to curate are going white with age and not updated, and half your friends are a different gender now and so much happier and maybe you are too, and you know who you are, and that it’s a journey and not a revelation. it’s a direction you’re headed, and you’re enjoying the trip.

reaching your 30′s rocks. and i’m hearing good things about what comes next, too.