I don’t think I am going to be a grown-up until I can be happy for my roommate for going on a date. I don’t think I will be a grown-up until I stop tilting my head to the sky and begging God for that boy. I don’t think I’ll be a grown-up until I stop growing upset (furious) at my friend for still liking that girl, and at that girl for still being perfect. I don’t think I’ll be a grown-up until I stop belittling my goals and desires. I don’t think I’ll be a grown-up until I can smile at the wedding invitations of my peers. (I don't think I'll ever grow up until I stop wanting to be married.)
I don’t think I’ll ever grow up. I don’t think I’ll ever be... enough. What is enough? Not this, certainly.
The funny part is that right when you think you have gotten over all that and you have grown up and figured it all out... then he will come.
ReplyDeleteOh and...You are enough! People who say ''he completes me." are full of it... he won't complete you, you have to be a complete person before a HE will make you happy.