Back in high school, my peers were looking forward to getting their own car, to finding a good job, to getting married and having children, to buying a house, etc. But I wasn't interested in those things. I just wanted to write, draw, and study. I couldn't think of a single aspect about being a grown-up that I liked that I couldn't do and enjoy as a kid.
Well, I've tried very hard to grow up - to be responsible, professional, etc. But even when I do, people still think I'm in high school. My voice is squeaky and I still don't feel comfortable in office clothes. It continues to be frustrating because now I don't "feel" like a child, but I also don't "feel" like an adult. Not only that, but I'm really trying to be an adult, and I feel like I'm still failing. I don't want to change myself any further. I already feel out-of-place enough :(
I'm still learning and still growing. It's encouraging to look back on where I've been and see how far I have come. I'm thankful that I recorded some of that here in my journal.
