Also, for the record, a sense of grief and loss is fairly common in women over the loss of YOUTH. and it has nothing to do with pretty, or hot, or vain. It has to do with the reality that we are mortal and might have more days behind than ahead. It is fear, and it is sadness, especially if one feels like many opportunities were missed.

And I’m super happy you feel like you made good choices and have no regrets, but I fucked up a lot. And I’m realizing now that I may NEVER be able to make up for lost time. I apologize that I got my point across so poorly.

Apparently I sounded like a spoiled princess.

And I am anything but.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.