In less than a week, I’ll be seventeen.
I’ve always been independent. As a toddler, I played with my toys alone. In middle school, books came before drama and socializing. Even now, in high school, I like to keep a part of myself closed off from others – not because I’m a misanthrope, but because
I have no friends there are things that I’m not quite comfortable sharing. I’m sure everyone knows how that feels.
But in the past couple of years, I’ve opened up a lot. To the readers of this blog, to my close friends in real life, and even to myself, to an extent. A lot has happened this year, especially, that has forced me to reevaluate my perspective of people and of life.
And right when I’m reaching a steady spot, things change. Continue reading