I think I've decided...? I don't really know...
I'm going to school for psychology and foreign language. I borrowed a book from my mother. I'll start reading today.
It sounds dramatic...ever since I was small, I never wanted to grow up. All the adults around me always seemed tired, depressed and stressed (heh, that rhymed). I thought that if I grew up, I'd be sad and lost. The world seemed so scary.
Now that I'm in my last year of high school...I still feel that way.
I'm terrified.
I don't think I can confide in my parents, they expect so much of me. I'd be embarrassed to tell them I'm scared of growing up. It sounds pathetic.
I'm not sure what to do.
I'll just keep working hard so that I don't have to think about it.










