
I read this few times and each time it different emotions hit me in the past I was just sincerely happy for them growing and being happy facing difficulties and moving forward. this time I was happy yea surely and definitely but I'm anxious they're 25 and they ALREADY working and moving on with their lives and here I am already 21 and I keep getting rejected from every single internship I apply for because I'm not studying art in college instead studying business, it kinda makes me anxious and impatient yet somehow hopeful. it makes me wanna work harder but I'm not making any progress and I'm scared but I guess that's life so it'll work out somehow if I kept working and kit giving up
I'm gonna read something messed up to remind myself that real life ain't lovely and sweet like this