Every year around my birthday, I sink into depression as I take inventory of my life. Where have I been? Where am I going? The answer that followed whenever they asked a nine-year-old Forbidden Light, "What do you want to be when your grow up?" I came out of my psychological cave with a great deal of gratitude. I must say, I am rather content with my life.
This is new for me.
Being someone who thrives under the internal pressures of envy and fear, I feel like a fish flopping happily outside of water. Its a great feeling to know that I wouldn't have done anything differently. It's a greater feeling to feel that all of my desires are within my reach. Fantasies. Professional Opportunities. Love. Evolution. Everything is ripe for the picking. I expected to feel the opposite as I drew closer to thirty.
This birthday has also allowed me to be very thankful for all of the extraordinary people in my life. Readers. Friends. Family. Reading some many revelations disguised as birthday wishes, I was overwhelmed by the love and empowerment I had access to. There are so many who are very supportive and inspiring in their own rite. Artists. Writers. Fellow freaks and queers. Lovers.
I must say, I am pretty damn lucky!