Suddenly you’re 30.

And time starts moving differently.

Friends don’t fall out… they just drift away. Group chats go quiet. Catch ups turn into “we should do this soon.” Weeks turn into months and somehow it feels normal.

Health stops being optional. You notice it in your sleep, your energy, your recovery. You can still party, still say yes, still send it, but your body sends the invoice for the next few days. When you were 20, you bounced back. Now you plan for it.

Your grandparents start to pass. Your parents start to age. Memories that once felt sharp begin to blur and you catch yourself wishing you’d slowed down when life was simpler. When freedom meant time, not money.

There’s pressure now: to do what’s best for you. To choose the right path. Every decision feels heavier because risk suddenly feels real. You feel like you’re running out of time… even though, logically, you know you’re not.

You have more wisdom, more perspective, more experience, but with that comes increased fear... fear of losing, fear of choosing wrong, fear of wasting it and yet, there’s a sense of calm around it all too.

Because suddenly you’re 30 and you realise the goal isn’t to rush anymore, it’s to build a life that actually feels good to live in and that you will look back at feeling proud and happy.