What is it about growing up makes me feel like I'm losing my sense of self?
I feel this strange combination of sadness and happiness both at once, and I don’t quite know how to explain it. It is bittersweet. It is the happiness of gratitude alongside the sadness of a nagging nostalgia. It is a longing for my childhood and for more
carefree times, or at least what I remember as being carefree times.
Youth really is wasted on the young.
I feel this strange combination of sadness and happiness both at once, and I don’t quite know how to explain it. It is bittersweet. It is the happiness of gratitude alongside the sadness of a nagging nostalgia. It is a longing for my childhood and for more carefree times, or at least what I remember as being carefree times.
Youth really is wasted on the young.
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| Mini-me in an era of carefree times & unappreciated freedom |