Walking Away
You know when I was little, I knew age 23 and 27 would be big years for me. What can I say? I have a thing with numbers. Being a little girl in our culture I of course assumed that these would be the years I marry. Yeah, well that didn't happen.
But these are monumental years. Age 23, I decide to go to graduate school and start a whole new life and then age 27, I walk away, again a whole new life.
It's hard. I don't know if it is permanent (my walking away) but worthing addressing. It's scary, it's new, and it's becoming more and more real as time passes.
My next big number is 32. I wonder what will happen then.
posted by Unknown @ 10:19 PM
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3 Comments:
Does that mean that you planned on getting married at both 23 and 27? Girls are silly.
You know, I was thinking tonight, is there a moment or a point when you actually feel grown up? Like, right now, I feel like not a whole lot has changed since I was a freshman in undergrad, except I have more debt.
Maybe I'll write about that some time on my blog (is that shameless self-promotion or what?)
Wait. This is just a little too unclear for me.. are you dropping out of your program? *hugs*
Well good for you for "walking away" from something that you weren't enjoying and was causing you stress.
And in response to friz(z), I feel like I have actually gone backwards in my life since graduating...sometimes I wonder where all my time, money, and dignity have gone....
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