Ashley McDonald

Writer in Fayetteville, North Carolina

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After three decades of being alive I feel so unaccomplished. As a teenager I just knew that I would completely have my shit together by this point in my pathetic life. But, exactly the opposite ironically. I still have no idea what I truly want to do with the rest of my life. I still have a hard time accepting the fact that I am a legitimate adult and have been for around 9 years. Insane!! I work at a mediocre job for barely enough money to put gas in my car, and pretty much live payday to payday ever single week/month/day/year. I have loads of debt and despite that I am married and love children, can not have any of my own..on my own. Combined with my anxiety and off and on depression, I am definitely nowhere near living the "american dream." Although there is plenty of things that I am unsure of, there is just as many things in my life to be happy about. I have wonderful people surrounding me, my two dogs are essentially my children in a doggie's body, and my husband and I have been happily married for over 6 years now. I struggle often but I laugh more often. I get frustrated and discouraged but I am thankful and content more. I have food in my cabinets, clothes on my body (thank God!!), a warm and comfortable home to share with my family, and enough love to save the world. I am okay with my unaccomplished ass just the way it is!