I think what might be best for me is to stop trying to grow up so fast. 💭 There's this pressure—from movies, from people, from inside my own head—to have everything figured out. To be confident and sure and ready for whatever comes next. But I'm not there yet, and forcing myself to be might mean I miss the whole point of being young.

What if the best thing I could do is just... experience things without needing to understand them immediately? Let myself be confused sometimes. Let myself change my mind. Let myself not have all the answers. 🌱 So many of the things I'm worried about right now won't even matter in a few years. Maybe that's not depressing—maybe that's actually freeing.

I think what I need most is patience with myself. Not the kind that means settling, but the kind that means accepting that growing happens slowly, and that's not a failure. It's how it's supposed to work. I don't have to be the person I'll become tomorrow. I just have to be honest about who I am today. ✨

How different would my life feel if I stopped judging myself for not knowing things yet, and just let myself learn?