Diary of a Philophobe. Part I: Childhood The concept of ‘growing up’ is one you begin to familiarize yourself with once you blink in the lights at the delivery room. As a child, you are told to grow up and abandon certain toddler like mannerisms e.g. sucking your thumb, pooping your pants, throwing unnecessary tantrums etc. For some real life begins at a very early age when born with the misfortune of having questionable guardians, parents that are never there, while for most life truly begins when they become aware of the harsh realities of life in their teenage years. They begin to navigate the giant maze called life when they start to make their own decisions; decisions that alter the course of their lives, decisions that make them realize where they fit in the grand scheme of things. But what happens when you start to actually grow up later than your fellow counterparts? What does it feel like when you begin to ‘grow up’ at 23 in this present 21 st century....
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