Growing Up ( a beautiful disaster)
Growing up sucks. I wish I told this to myself when I was younger. Looking back, I didn’t enjoy my childhood moments to the fullest as I should have. But then again what child really does, most of us are in a rush to get older just to taste that little bit of freedom. I was stuck in a world of people telling me who to be and how to act that I was so desperate to break free. I wanted to figure out how to be myself and what did that even mean? Who was I? So imagine my surprise when I found out that you still have people telling you what to do and how to act. Despite realizing that this world is bitter cold, people suck, and no matter how hard you try somehow things always coming up short, I have enjoyed the journey thus far. Growing up means you are constantly changing, getting the chance to be a better person than who you were yesterday. Every rocky road, every day when you feel like giving up, know that even those days are blessing. Things always seem worse than what they are