It is officially December twenty-second. Tomorrow, I will be eighteen.
It is the beginning of my adult life, but I don't know what I'm going to do with it. I know what I want to do. The question is: can I accomplish it? I need to learn to be comfortable with who I am. I need to learn to speak what's on my mind, or what isn't; just, to speak. I am
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