It’s a terrible thing, I think, in life to wait until you’re ready. I have this feeling now that actually no one is ever ready to do anything. There is almost no such thing as ready. There is only now. And you may as well do it now. Generally speaking, now is as good a time as any.
In my twenties I was trying to look for myself in people, in places, in things. It wasn’t until I got to my thirties that the true me emerged. And it’s not that I’m vile or inappropriate or too promiscuous or dark or whatever, it’s just that I’m me and I want to be happy. And I don’t need to get anybody’s approval or to carry any fucking guilt.