At 33 you think you have life all sorted but that’s when the chaos begins. So here is a letter to my former self aged 33.
Buy some hair clippers and shave your head! Have children. Don’t think you will get your life back when the kids grow up: you won’t. You won’t want it either. Apologise to your parents for taking them for granted for years.
Drink, but not too often. Eat, but not too much. Exercise, but not to the exclusion of everything else. Work, but not to the exclusion of everything else. Dance when you can, even if you can’t; sing when you can, …