Getting older is sometimes a little scary. Being an adult has so many benefits, but slowly letting go of your youth is saddening. I notice new fine lines in my face all of the time. I can almost see how I’ll look as an old woman. I have so many problems with my joints as of now. If I don’t take care of myself, I’m sure I’ll be looking forward to a lovely knee replacement in the future.
Aging can also be beautiful. And calming. Once you accept it. I usually feel like I’m the same person I was five years ago. When I really think about it, I’ve grown up a great deal. It feels good. When you’re a kid, you always scoff at all of the adults who lecture you. You think you know everything, and you want everything all at once. Letting go of any adolescent narcissism feels good. I mean, we’re all self centered to a certain degree. It’s nice to develop the right mind to forget about the petty stuff and focus on real life.
I know I’m still very young, and anyone older than me will probably find this post humorous. I’m turning 21 next month. I feel much older on the inside.