Describe a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to.

Rather than a phase being particularly difficult to say goodbye, it was welcoming a phase that snuck up on me without me realising. It’s the phase that we all have to go through. The realisation of what it is to become an adult.

Suddenly, without a clear warning, I realised that if I didn’t have my shit together, the life I had created for myself would fall apart. I’m the breadwinner of my household and I realised that if I didn’t keep getting up every day, showing up every day, working to keep a roof over my head (nearly) every day this life I’d worked so hard to build would crumble.

It wasn’t difficult entering into this phase. It wasn’t difficult saying goodbye to no responsibility. But the staggering realisation that I was the only one keeping us afloat, that was terrifying.

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