i have a voice
this is my voice.
no one ever told me what it would be like to be an adult. period. no one had a sit down and tried, in any way, to rationally talk to me about growing up. it is crazy. i don't feel grown up. i am 31, and i do not feel like i am 31. what does that mean? first of all: THERE IS NO HAPPILY EVER AFTER. im sorry to break it to you. if you have a daughter do not feed her this fallacy. please. for the good of humanity, don't. i am not saying there is no happiness, quite the contrary. i am happy, and have been happy for most of my life, but i never thought a prince would come and save me. there is no prince. you are the only person who will ever save you. know that. life is beautiful and there is more out there for you than you could possibly imagine, but YOU are the only person that can make that happen.