What do you do when you get to the point were you realise, that you've never had to take care of yourself?
While working out today, I cut myself picking up an erg. Not just a little cut either, it's a 4" long cut that actually bled. It didn't occur to me til a good 4 hours later (even though it hurt that whole time) that I should probably clean and dress the wound.
In the past someone would take me aside, and do it for me. Hold my hand while they disinfected it. Before boys it was my parents. It just never hit me that for once in my life, I am truely alone. With no one to love me, and no crushes to work on.
He's right, I'm not grown up. But I've never had to be. I've always had someone on the go. I've looked forward to the future. And now all I want to do is take steps back.
I'll be fine, the cut will heal, I'll get over it and I'll grow up.