I think I’m a grown up. I think the self work I did today made me realize that. People often think I’m in my late 20’s (including a friend whose son I went to school with) when I was 30 someone thought I was 19. I’ve never thought of it as a compliment, I’ve always thought of it that I wasn’t acting my age. Today I looked at a friend’s picture on Facebook and said “wait she’s all grown up.” I looked at Oedipus and said this is a gown up play and I can read it. The picture I posted makes me feel grown up. I wish I had a picture of me from the picnic today. I would like to see my eyes and my soul on the page.
Today I feel grown up. It’s not a bad thing. I feel strong and weak at the same time.