Eighteen
Sep 16, 2009
I’m 18-years old today.
I got a card from my grandmother today. It had three pictures of me on it, one when I was around 8, one when I was 14, and one from this Summer. I look startlingly different in each one, especially the one from ten years ago.
Change, change, change. But not just change, growth too. Physical, mental, and spiritual. I was cripplingly shy and socially averse ten, and even four, years ago. Summer 2007 was the biggest turning point from that, and I’ve been building on that foundation ever since.
It’s time to take off my mask. Online, it’s time to show my true face outside of my singular social network, for the first time ever. In real life, it’s time to start conveying who I truly am to people I know. Once again, an effort to converge these two disparate lives I live. But now, I think I’m adult enough to do it.
I want to talk about what’s going on lately and what I’m excited about, but I’ll leave that entry for later this week. This is an important event, and I want to be singularly focused on it right now.
The glass is gone.
-Andrew


