coming of age
growing up is such an underrated feeling. i feel like writing so much about it now, maybe because i never truly processed it, the harsh reality that i was growing up. thanks to the pandemic. but now that everything is opening up and i'm in 11th (almost) it's hitting me like a BUS. i don't think about me growing up everyday, but i feel it in fleeting moments. like when i look in the mirror and realize how tall truly am. or when my mom gives me earrings that i saw her wear when i was a child. or when a plate set we've had for 16 years breaks. or when you see buildings where there were parks earlier. or when your favorite celebrities get married, you probably get the picture. and there's two sides to me feeling like a grownup, one is where i'm so happy that i get to live on my own terms and then there's just this pure wave of sadness because i have to leave everything behind. like i'm running out of time. and also there's moments i don't actually k...