Looking back on her late twenties, one of my friends told me it was one of the most depressing, confusing, weird times of her life. I’m trying to look on the positive side of things, but although there is a lot of good, there is a lot of depressing, confusing and weird. Every time I get one thing right I get two or three other things wrong. If I get it out of my system now, my thirties will be full of clarity…right?