Oh my goodness.
I'm happy to be me.
Even if things aren't always perfect.
I'm soo glad I'm not living the life of someone else.

I do not want to be married at 23.
I do not want a baby at 23.
Heck, I'm closer to 24 than I am 23, and that doesn't scare me a bit!
I'm so glad I am not you, regardless of how happy you may be.
I'm happy to be sitting here in my temporary life and struggling.

Okay this might sound a little crazy, like I'm going a little crazy... But I just facebook stalked kids from my class, and I'm glad it's not me.

-still dating my high school boyfriend (or girlfriend, whichever)
-married to my high school boyfriend
-married with a baby
-still dating my high school boyfriend, with a baby
-married at all
-stuck in their hometown

If you are one of these and you stumble upon my ramblings, just know that I'm not mocking you.. I just prefer being free.
I fully support most of you, even though I do not know you anymore.

The older I get the further away I want marriage to be. I have this new ideal and it's perfect in my head. So although I know that this is unlikely to happen, this is my ideal:

July 11, 2020. My ideal wedding date. On my grandparent's anniversary, in ten years.
I want to be self-established. I want to pay for my own wedding. I want to build a house with my husband. I want a lot of things, some of the things my classmates already have... but I want them ten years from now.

I'll settle for love, but only just.