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My Life Will Never Be Normal Again

And I’m ok with that.

Iva Ursano
5 min readMar 11, 2019
Me and my baby at Monterrico beach ❤

5 years ago I was a hairstylist in a salon in a mall in Northern Ontario Canada. I had been doing this for 25+ years. Get up, fart around the apartment, go to the gym, go to work, cut hair, go home, play Candy Crush for two hours, go to bed.

Or something like that.

My life looked slightly different when I was in relationships but for the most part, that was my life.

Normal-ish.

Go to work, go home, exist. Rinse repeat. There was structure and routine. Get paid every two weeks, pay bills, try to make sure you had enough money for

  • rent at the end of the month
  • car insurance
  • gas
  • food
  • emergencies
  • etc.

I had the same work schedule for almost all those years. Every single day of every single week of every single month, I knew exactly when I had to go to work.

This was my life. Normal. Routine. Robot-ish.

Fast forward to today. There is nothing normal about my life. 4 years ago I traded all that normalcy in for a life of a freelancer and my life has been chaos ever since. Not in a bad way. It just is.

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