Taylor Swift was right.

Being twenty-two years old is absolutely miserable, but magical at the same time.

My twenty-second year was a year of learning. It taught me a lot, mostly about myself.

I learned more about who I am and what I believe. I learned more about what I stand for. I learned more about how I see the world and what I want to contribute to it.

I learned a lot about acceptance. I learned how to practice self-awareness and self-love. I learned how to love people better, and the importance of being a safe haven for others.

This year brought several new people into my life. I made friends who were only in my life for a short time and have already gone. Some of them will only continue to be in my life for a little while longer. But thankfully, I met a few people who have changed my life forever, whom I never intend to let go.

I learned that it doesn’t matter how long someone is in your life. Their impact isn’t measured in time. It’s what they’ve done with their time that matters. Those who have come and gone taught me many valuable lessons about my self-worth. I learned to only surround myself with light and love.

I changed jobs twice this year. Once as an impulsive need for a change of scenery, and once in response to fates aligning to bring me my dream job. I love what I do now, and I love the people that I get to work with every day.

I traveled more this year than I ever have in my life. I got to make two solo trips to Disney World, both of which only made me more homesick for my magical kingdom. I took several spontaneous road trips with friends. I visited New Orleans and the Bahamas for the first time.

I got to see Beyoncé’s Formation Tour with my best friend. QUEEN BEY LIVE IN THE FLESH. I successfully converted my friends into hardcore fans of my favorite band (R.I.P. Fifth Harmony – as we knew them) and convinced them to road trip with me to see the 7/27 Tour, which turned out to be one of the best nights of my life.

My travels taught me that I have a gypsy soul, longing to be anywhere new. I crave adventure, even if it’s as simple as taking a day trip somewhere outside of my area code.

I dyed my hair blonde. I wanted to do something drastic, and I took a leap of faith and went for it. I learned a lot about bravery and not taking myself too seriously from that decision.

Today, my twenty-second year ends and my twenty-third begins.

Looking back, I’m incredibly thankful for the last year of my life. It seemed like an absolute whirlwind of a year, but in retrospect, I can see all of the beauty that came from the chaos.

I know that twenty-three is going to bring a lot of exciting things and a lot of really big changes. I’ll graduate this year. I’ll more than likely move to a brand new city this year. I’ll meet new people and I’ll try new things. And I honestly can’t wait for this new adventure.

Taylor Swift was right about this stage of life, so I’m taking her advice moving forward into a new age. There’s no telling where twenty-three will take me, but I know that everything will be alright if I just keep dancing like I’m twenty-two.

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