Turning 23 is truly one of the great tragedies every person must face.
It is soul-destroying. It is so, so hard to go on.
Because now you are old. So old.
Everything is terrible. Your metabolism is slowing down. You just found your first grey hair and power-sobbed underneath a blanket for three hours and twenty minutes.
And yet, everyone around you keeps saying how young you are.
You receive no sympathy for your pain. Nobody understands you. Apart from us. We know your struggles.
