Growing Pains
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I wrote my first WordPress post on my new site titled “Welcome to Adulthood” to a great response three years ago. It was passionate and informed which is why it was so well received. The posts that followed were less expressive and received little feedback so I withdrew from writing longer posts. I began to
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I am torn between Time zones, places, and people. What should a girl do?
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“Titles are easy but content is difficult.” I find myself repeating this phrase to myself every time I want to write something here. WordPress used to be my safe haven on the Internet. It was a place where I could truly express myself without the fear of judgment from my peers. My use of the
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“Wow, you’re so tall! Do you play basketball?” I wish that I could say that I never heard this but phrases like that plagued me as a child and continued into early adulthood. My childhood friends and I were used to these comments. I remember one year we actually tried out for basketball, after years
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The sudden realization that the things in my life are connected may seem asinine to most but it’s the truth. There have been certain constants in my life that have followed me from my childhood into adulthood. The only thing that has really changed is the medium in which I do things. These constants include
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Focusing on the present was never my forte. I was too preoccupied by the past or the rapidly approaching future to focus on the present. I made excuses for my past mistakes while making plans for a better future. I was stuck in this dichotomy that was absolutely maddening. I felt lost in the moment.
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My online life and real life have been parallel for as long as I can remember. They were two streams that never met. Two roads that never intersected. But now, that time is over. My “secret” online life has been found for the most part and I am terrified. I am afraid of what this
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Silence. I am sitting in an empty room surrounded by chairs and tables. There is no one here to witness my insanity. I danced around this room to loud music. I skipped around tables and jumped around chairs. It was exhilarating to act childish in public but to an empty audience. It was liberating. More
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I am currently at the place in life where the lines between childhood and adulthood begin to blur. No, I am not in my adolescence. I am in my 20s. I argue that this time is as equally confusing and possibly more confusing than adolescence. Being in my 20s means that I am no longer
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Today is my one year anniversary of starting this new wordpress blog. I deleted my previous account because there were people following it that I wanted to avoid. I didn’t really dedicate myself to this account until February when I wrote my first post titled “Welcome to Adulthood.” I want to welcome all of my
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