BEING 18
S ometimes I wonder if this is what life is really like at the age of 18. A life feeling so numb, so lost, so sad, and so lonely. As a kid, I always thought 18 must be so fun, but rather it's only filled with academic pressure, parent's expectations, peer pressure, insecurity, and society's pressure. None of which I have the strength to overcome. I wonder if that's alright. What if this is just a taste of adulthood? It's sad how I cannot be the girl my childhood self always dreamt of being. I question if being 18 and being immature is fine. A lot of time has passed by, and a lot of myself I've lost too. Now I'm left only with a sorrowful soul wishing to retrieve back her lost self. This has only been a game of losing myself to this cruel world. Yes, 'cruel world' that has left me with no hope for the future and survival. As life moved on, I lost interest in everything and I'm honestly jealous of people who get a reason to smile and laugh. What a...