My List Yesterday was my twentieth birthday. I don’t feel older than I did when I was nineteen, but I feel as though when I say I’m twenty it sounds so different. This is the first time in seven years that my age doesn’t have “teen” at the end of it. I can finally say I am an adult…
Today, I’m going to open up a little more than I usually do. I’m not writing all of this because I want you to feel sorry for me. I’m writing it because I want you to know that I am a real person. I have faults and failures. I have had struggles in the past. But I want you to…