My final day of being 19 is here and I’m met with a certain unease about leaving my teens. When I hit 19 I felt like I’d stay this age forever, and as much as I want to, all good things must come to an end. The adventures I’ve had and the things I’ve learnt about myself over the last 12 months is something I’ll always hold close to my heart.
I feel stronger now, like all the weight of the world isn’t as heavy and my life has some direction. (albeit not much, but a little more than an year ago.)
To think that I’ll be 21 in a year scares me, but this next year has so much potential and I can’t wait to see where it leads me.