I remember I didn’t want a lot as a child
I remember I didn’t want a lot as a child. Growing up was one of my only few actual needs in life I could almost see myself as a grown up A very well performing individual and just with the right amount of quirkiness, weirdness and smartness, I had it figured I knew since I was eight, that I would fit better as an adult, then I did as a child But people don’t really give justice to how bizarrely different it is - growing up, becoming an adult, I guess Everyone’s tired, I think. No one really has the time and space to explain to kids how tiring it is to grow up Ultimately, there is no one taking care of you You’ve made more mistakes than you can handle owe up to, apologize to, or run away from You’ll create wounds so deep, they will never heal, and you’ll run out of people. You’ll run out of love, kindness and patience I don’t really know if one heals from all that There are memories though, like the sun coming in through the window at 5 pm or the taste of soft scrambled eggs and ...
