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Growing up

By Megan

Born 2003, F, from City, South Africa

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Growing up was always something I always wanted. It's every child's dream to grow up and be someone that we always wanted to be
I always wanted to be a adult where by I could get to experience things that I always dreamt of doing .
like going shopping with girls , chilling with friends and having lots of fun . I also had goals to achieve that somehow it was snatched from me Little did I know that it was just a wish that I wish never came true I mean being an adult is so complicated, No one understands us. so much of experience and responsibilities and so much anger within us !
Anyways Let me tell you my story.
I really miss being a little kid where everyone use to love and adore you , once you grow you tend to realize that things don't look so interesting like it did look when u was just a little kid back then . I have so much questions inside me that I don't seem to find any answers . I'm so lost !
I'm struggling to find peace I feel as if I'm not the same person I'm just forcing my self to be happy in situations that makes me cry from the inside, cause no body understands the pain and agony from the inside they only see what we want them to see , they don't know what hurts me , what makes me sad , what tear me apart that where I question my self as to why I was born if life seems so difficult that we can't breath it's so suffocating all I can do is pray and ask God for a new day and a new life !
Where did i go wrong that I've to experience a life with so much pain that my heart feels like its tearing apart .
Theres no life in me anymore I wonder where did the real me disappear to . Did the real me really get fed up of crying all the time and facing disappointments everytime. Did I hide the real me in a place where she can't come out?Yes I did I hid the real me in a place where no one could find her and hurt her , I got tried of looking at myself in the mirror with tears in my eyes , questions in my mind and fear that my life won't change ! Why cant someone just understand that I've went through alot and all I need is a little peace ! Is that too much to ask for ?
Doesn't mean am grown I'm not human , I don't feel pain , I don't have feelings!
I have feelings !
I feel pain !
I'm human !
All I need is someone to understand me ! Not be against me because am grown !
Is growing up such a sin
Did I make mistake growing up
Why when i was a little girl everything seemed so dreamy .The fancy cars , The fancy dresses , The luxury life and the big houses omg I wish I could keep this dream But in reality it's a dream ! These things are hard earned you gotta embrace your self and pick up the broken pieces to make picture perfect ....
Don't give up
Let them write your story with the struggles you had writing it ..

Growing up(Megan) Growing up was always something I always wanted. It's every child's dream to grow up and be someone that we always wanted to be
I always wanted to be a adult where by I could get to experience things that I always dreamt of doing .
like going shopping with girls , chilling with friends and having lots of fun . I also had goals to achieve that somehow it was snatched from me Little did I know that it was just a wish that I wish never came true I mean being an adult is so complicated, No one understands us. so much of experience and responsibilities and so much anger within us !
Anyways Let me tell you my story.
I really miss being a little kid where everyone use to love and adore you , once you grow you tend to realize that things don't look so interesting like it did look when u was just a little kid back then . I have so much questions inside me that I don't seem to find any answers . I'm so lost !
I'm struggling to find peace I feel as if I'm not the same person I'm just forcing my self to be happy in situations that makes me cry from the inside, cause no body understands the pain and agony from the inside they only see what we want them to see , they don't know what hurts me , what makes me sad , what tear me apart that where I question my self as to why I was born if life seems so difficult that we can't breath it's so suffocating all I can do is pray and ask God for a new day and a new life !
Where did i go wrong that I've to experience a life with so much pain that my heart feels like its tearing apart .
Theres no life in me anymore I wonder where did the real me disappear to . Did the real me really get fed up of crying all the time and facing disappointments everytime. Did I hide the real me in a place where she can't come out?Yes I did I hid the real me in a place where no one could find her and hurt her , I got tried of looking at myself in the mirror with tears in my eyes , questions in my mind and fear that my life won't change ! Why cant someone just understand that I've went through alot and all I need is a little peace ! Is that too much to ask for ?
Doesn't mean am grown I'm not human , I don't feel pain , I don't have feelings!
I have feelings !
I feel pain !
I'm human !
All I need is someone to understand me ! Not be against me because am grown !
Is growing up such a sin
Did I make mistake growing up
Why when i was a little girl everything seemed so dreamy .The fancy cars , The fancy dresses , The luxury life and the big houses omg I wish I could keep this dream But in reality it's a dream ! These things are hard earned you gotta embrace your self and pick up the broken pieces to make picture perfect ....
Don't give up
Let them write your story with the struggles you had writing it ..

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Samuel mudly

10/15/2024

Such a relatable story. Navigating the endless responsibilities of adulthood can be so draining at times. I think we can all relate to the feeling of being pulled in so many directions, trying to keep everything together. Good story Megz keep it up, looking forward to the next one.

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Congratulations !

Growing up

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Samuel mudly