Journal Entry: November 13, 2010
At 18 my life took an unexpected course and my childhood ended abruptly. Skipping over a period usually attributed to developing a sense of self. The time referred to as the identity period, beyond the barrage of societal and parental constraints and contamination. Even though I took my life on as a highly responsible individual, mother, employee, and wife, when I looked inward my sense was that I had become stuck at 18...forever 18. Fast approaching another birthday I am reminded of and reflect upon my journey up until this moment and for the first time I sense the merger of my lost teenager with the woman I have become.
At 18 my life took an unexpected course and my childhood ended abruptly. Skipping over a period usually attributed to developing a sense of self. The time referred to as the identity period, beyond the barrage of societal and parental constraints and contamination. Even though I took my life on as a highly responsible individual, mother, employee, and wife, when I looked inward my sense was that I had become stuck at 18...forever 18. Fast approaching another birthday I am reminded of and reflect upon my journey up until this moment and for the first time I sense the merger of my lost teenager with the woman I have become.
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