The last couple of days, I have felt like an adult.
Not just having the responsibilities of one, but having the autonomy and the ability to create the life in which I can be happy.
I’m not any “better off” financially, nor have my responsibilities changed, nor am I all free of cares or the necessity of having a job–
But I FEEL like an adult. Like the good parts that the younger me imagined I could have as an adult.
I feel like I can be my best self while I’m alive, and that I can really get to a place inside myself and out where I feel happy, and free, and proud of myself.
Instead of being a pipe dream, or an escape, I feel like it is a tangible and existing thing in my chest.
It’s really amazing.
Of The Heart Road