I think the hardest part of growing up for me, was the realisation that came with it. I wanted to fix the world, and I wanted to fix everybody in it. And I hated the moment that I realised I couldn’t. I hated everything about that day. That was the moment I realised my own fragility, because something deep within me broke. That something, has never been restored, it never will be. I’ve never forgotten that. I’ve never recovered from that. I’ve just become accustomed to it.
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