“Be a grown-up.” There was a period of time when that was a common phrase you’d use. I don’t know what triggered it to start or when you stopped saying it, but it still echoes in my mind several months later. Nobody was safe from those words. Not a stranger on the street. Not me. Not even you. The first time you used them towards me I was a little offended. I felt called out. I felt guilty. I felt like I’d let you down. It seems silly because it wasn’t all that serious. You weren’t trying to make me feel any of those things. Every one of those feelings was my own. But it was your words that prompted them. Little did you know what an impact they would have on me. How long they would haunt me.
Caffeinated Chaos 