Today was an excellent day. I have been eighteen for three days now and I'm already loving it. Granted, I realized I have an incredibly tiny group of personal friends who I want to share my adulthood with, and that my mother didn't get me a birthday present, but I also feel different.
Somehow--and I know this doesn't make sense--I just feel a little bit more free. I woke up that morning more willing to stick up for myself with my mother, more willing to speak for myself, less afraid to get a new piercing. It's starting to feel a little freeing.
I'm willing to bet that it's all in my head. I'm no more free than I was four days ago, yet I feel so much better. Obviously I still have a long way to go until I'm "free" of my parents (so to speak) but I really feel like I'm making a lot of headway.
One of my friends bought a book for me for my birthday. It's the new Laurie Halse Anderson book--Wintergirls. She wrote one of my Favorite Books Of All Time Speak. I'm really looking forward to reading it; I'm excited.
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