Growth.
It’s interesting to think about how much I’ve grown since I started college. Before college, I was basically an asshole who acted like I knew what I was doing on the outside, but was really insecure and naive on the inside. Starting college, I was just as confused and bewildered as any person when they first start college. I thought I knew what I was doing, but looking back now, I had no fucking idea.
After talking with my sister on the phone today, I realized how important my family is to me. For a long time it was hard for me to accept that my family has problems because they very cleverly concealed everything bad from me while I was growing up, but now that I’m an adult and I’m able to sort things out and accept certain things, I’m able to fully love them and enjoy them for who they are. Not only that, but they actually listen to me and understand me, which you don’t get a lot of these days from people.
Confession of the day!
