There's no such thing as growing up

When I was a little girl I used to imagine myself as an adult and fantasise about the professions I could have, the places I could live, the people I could meet and all sorts of exciting things. But there was a common element to all of those dreams; they would all happen ‘when I grew up’. I assumed that over the years I would change into someone else, someone brave enough to accomplish all those exotic adventures I used to picture. I didn’t ever consider I would have to do it myself.

It was a slow surprise, over the years, as I realized that I would never change. That I would always be the same, just living in an older body and facing more difficult challenges.