43: My Prime Number Year
A year of reinvention, honesty, and standing strong in my own identity.
Today I turn 43.
No balloons. No dramatic soundtrack. No “new year, new me” energy. Just a man taking inventory of who he is, what he’s carrying, and what he’s ready to let go of.
I won’t lie, 43 hit me differently. Not heavier. Not lighter. Just… clearer. There’s this strange mix of stability, maturity, and an unconventional strength I can finally recogn…
