I'm in my late forties & don't have all my s**t figured out. Most days I know who I am, the others I feel just as confused and fresh to the world like I did in my teens. The only difference? I'm learning to let go of the pressure to have it all figured out. And I’m allowing myself to be spacey, messy and confused. Feels a lot more like freedom than rigidly expecting myself to be all mature & able to handle everything.