All Because of a Post About My Cat

Long story short, I was talking to a friend about the ever long battle of "growing up". When do I cross the line of being "too old" to wear my favorite summer clothes, is my obsession with crafting juvenile,  do I curse too much for my age, is it ridiculous that I still feel that the government is watching our every more in the attempt to secretly sabotage us into using Real ID chips, is it okay that I'm not getting married, is it okay that I don't want kids, do I actually need to get a college degree and all the debt that come with it, what do I do now?!

After many years of stress and many conversations with myself, I feel that it's not that we need to change everything about our lives to fit into adulthood, it's that we need to tweak the small things in our life to fit our ever changing personalities. 

I am not who I was at 8 years old.

I am not who I was at 15 years old.

I am not who I was at 23 years old. (thank god!)

This shit is hard. We have some many people around us showing us how they live THIER lives that it somehow tricks us into thinking that we are behind in the grand scheme of things. 

That's not fair and I refuse to fall for that bullshit.
Marriage: Maybe later
Kids: Not for me
College: I don't need it for what I want to do in life
Body Image: I'm doing just fine

What I know for sure is that ablove and beyond all things, Art is that way I want to live my life. 

In whatever form I find it.