I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching lately, which may be very boring for you to read, but it very fascinating for me, so bear with me.
When I was 11 my Great Aunt Eva died.
When I was around 13 my Nanny (great grandma) died.
These women were very important to me.
BREAKTHROUGH.
Now I understand why I am so immature! My emotional development was stopped when I was a tween!
Now that I have my life all figured out, I have to decide if I even WANT to start acting like a true adult.
