Growing up is never a well thought process. I have come a long way since my sweet 18, either by choice or because I had no other choice. As I am shamelessly describing myself as a strong, independent woman, that can solve problems, take care of myself, have a fruitful career, have few good friends and lots of acquaintances, eat healthy, run, socialize, have good humor and smile at the end of each day (you see, humble is not there), I acknowledge there are still a lot of unsolved dark moments put under the carpet and whispered amen to.
