I was flipping through the diaries I wrote as a teenager before bed tonight, and I realized how full of energy I used to be. Back then, even though I was under a lot of pressure, I was always hopeful about the future. Now, life feels pretty dull—just the same repetitive routines day after day. Then it hit me: maybe this is what growing up looks like?
I know the way I realized this feels a bit on the negative side, but I’m curious how others see growth. Has there ever been a moment when you suddenly felt like you weren’t the same person anymore? I use diaries to track my changes—what about you?
@cloud_wanderer
For me it’s closely related to my recovery from CPTSD, so it’s not reaching maturity so much as correcting childhood maladaptations.
Recognizing triggers and practicing emotional regulation are huge. Too bad there are plenty of adults who never get to that point.