I’m sorry, but I did not miss you (adulthood) while I was gone.
Reality hit me like a slap in the face no less that 12 hours after I landed. 253 more words
Mark Twain once said that comparison is the death of joy. He couldn’t have been more right. When you walk through life comparing yourself to others and putting more time into what their doing and how it differs from the things you’re doing, you’re robbing yourself of true happiness. 934 more words
NOTE: I am not here to tell you my story as if I have overcome and recovered from all my insecurities and problems. That would be a lie. 638 more words