Why am I afraid to grow up?
I have a nagging feeling, but nothing I was able to really pin point to. I am afraid to grow up. That’s what it appears it is. Afraid to take on bigger commitments, reach for higher things, that kind of stuff. I’m sure most people do the … “do I belong here?” kind of self delving at some point of time or the other. I just feel like I don’t belong anywhere really. Being a misfit among others is a weird thing. I would celebrate it before and appear to not care. But truth is I have done more to fit in than most people.
People come to crossroads and pick a direction. They all appear hazy to me and I don’t know where to turn. I don’t know what is causing these exploring inhibitions in me, but it’s there.
I don’t want to commit to a turn. I am procrastinating the one thing I can’t afford to push aside for later. Help!
People come to crossroads and pick a direction. They all appear hazy to me and I don’t know where to turn. I don’t know what is causing these exploring inhibitions in me, but it’s there.
I don’t want to commit to a turn. I am procrastinating the one thing I can’t afford to push aside for later. Help!