Not the kind of discoveries you want to be making when you've freshly turned 20. 20 to me sounds like such a turning-point age; I should have my life together by now. I should be an adult by now, with a handle on everything. I should have developed a cool, calm attitude with which to deal with things, and I should know more of who I am by now.But I find more than ever that I am a lot more lost and confused than I thought I am. It's not necessarily an entirely unpleasant discovery; on the flipside to all of this, I am more sure of some things. Like the fact that I know I'm going to work it out - well, at the very least, I am going to try!
Perhaps looming assessment deadlines are getting to me. I am growing accustomed to this feeling - of being directionless. I really don't have as much of a handle on things as I thought I did, but that's okay. If this means I'm struggling, and I'm growing, then by all means - more!