Arrival
Two years…
One year…
A couple months…
There is no defined time that it takes for people to grow up. Even when you feel like you’ve learned and know everything that you could possibly need to know, you realize that there’s more.
You notice changes. You see the world change around you, and a new form of social acceptance forming amongst your younger peers.
You’re sense of style changes. You grow up from those graphic tee’s to the professional-wear, not because you have to, but because you want to. You like the look.
You realize that not everyone will be your friend, not because they just don’t want to be, although sometimes this is the case. You realize that you aren’t compatible as friends. Not everyone can get along and this is when you really appreciate the friends that you do have. You need to hold on to them and keep them close, or at least, as close as you possibly can with the fast-pace life that we live in today.
You realize that there are many stresses and problems to be faced in life, and that although you may not want to, you have no other choice but to face them by yourself. Not everyone will understand what you’re going through, and not everyone will want to face your problem with you. They may not even want to face you in a state of distress. They grow weary, just as you do; all you have is yourself. People grow close, and then they grow apart. This is when you realize that growing up, that maturity, is not just something people tell you you should do. It becomes necessary, because you are the creator of your own future, and to take that bull by the horns requires you being on an entirely new level of awareness.
Everyone reaches certain points of realization at different points in their lives and most of the time, this realization comes from experience. At my age, I will admit that I am young, but life experience is something I have never lacked. I myself have faced and witnessed all sorts of things, whether it involve myself, or someone I hold dear.
The me of last year, is nowhere near the me that I am today. But I’m proud to say, that although not everyone sees it, this self that I speak of, she’s come a long way.
And so the journey continues…next chapter.
