It's my birthday. I'm 30. I made an appointment with a psychologist today to help with my crippling self-image issues, perfectionism, and newfound lack of motivation or passion for things I used to love.
I've talked to my husband about it and he is incredibly supportive, but I haven't told anyone else and feel very lonely.
I didn't think this is what I'd be doing on my 30th birthday, but I am hoping I will thank myself for it on my 31st.
Thanks for listening.
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