I’m 33 and still figuring this out.

“30, Flirty and Fabulous”

I’m more like “33, Tired and Even More Confused”

I’ve heard of friends or random people on social media calling their parents for help. Crying needing advice on their husband. Begging for dad to come fix the sink because husband doesn’t know how and won’t admit it. Even if they’re divorced they talk about going to multiple houses for holidays and birthdays.

Not me. I can’t call them when somethings wrong. I don’t even call if I go to the hospital. If it weren’t for random conversations they wouldn’t know about the surgery I’m getting.

I got another surgery done on my ovaries for my endometriosis and of course they said they found a small cyst but nothing that should’ve been causing issues sooo of course we don’t know what’s wrong with me still…