There has been such a long time that I was not real with myself. I was living in a fantasy world. I believed I was the only one who knew what was best for me. There were times I believed things were not helping me. I also thought others were monstrous to me. But eventually, those things revealed themselves. I was finally capable of understanding the hard truths that had to be experienced. I had to grow within myself. If I hadn’t, certain things would eventually have been lost.

I grew up and matured in a world where I was often on my own. It took me a long time to do this. But eventually I had to learn how to follow the expectations of what was expected of me. It meant that I had to do adult-like things. These included setting a bedtime and the alarm clock at night. This way, I would get up in the morning. It also meant that I had to stick with staying up in the morning. I needed to be ready for the bus, no matter how hard it was. It was required for me to act like an adult. Even though I never understood it, it became necessary for living at some point.

I discovered that I needed to set up a routine for myself. This way, I get the best sleep possible. It also helped me achieve all that I do in a day. I also had to understand that the world was vast and wide. At the same time, I realized the necessity of sleeping. I also had to follow the quiet time expected of me. Being an adult means we have to do things we don’t want to do. It took me a long time to accept that reality. Not accepting it was hurting me for a very long time. I eventually realized that I had to grow up once and for all.

There are also realities that come with living independently. These include laundry, cooking, cleaning, and many other things that I didn’t like. Nonetheless, they were reality, and they had to be done. They are what comes with living on your own and are part of what is required for my independence. Accepting these realities can be difficult at times. Yet, they exist and must be done. They are as necessary as anything else that is required.

I turned 40 and learned a valuable lesson. It was necessary to make the best of what I had to do in life. This was essential to keep things as they were. I had to make some hard sacrifices. I needed to do what was necessary, even if I didn’t think I needed to do it. In the end, they would pay off in their very own way. I needed to be honest with myself. It was time to mature. I had to become the person I knew I should be.