is a hard place, but no one mentions the
gut wrenching, soul crushing, heart breaking pain it is to
survive growing up. They don’t talk about how childhood
is just a word now, or when it became such a fight and you have
to be like the ferrous iron that flows through your veins to
reach adulthood unscathed. Your first fight, your first
heartbreak, your first betrayal, your first identity crisis,
your first addiction. People are always talking about how
children these days are so very resilient. They shouldn’t
have to be. When did we start teaching our children that
growing up is having to choose thousands of ways of breaking
yourself in two?
