I forget sometimes that not everyone grew up as fast as I did. I had this strong sense of responsibility since I was very young, maybe 11 or 12 when my younger brother entered this world and I helped take care of him so my Mom could work and support us.
I got married young (21) and bought a home young (23). I got divorced young (25) and helped start several businesses in my late 20s. One I started after having the other one stolen out from under myself and my partner overnight. At 29 I left everything behind to follow my dream of acting. By 30 I felt like an old soul already having lived several lifetimes in just this one.
Sometimes I get impatient with others because I can’t understand why they haven’t “grown up yet” but the truth is, I also envy them too. I wouldn’t trade my life for anything in this world and I’m grateful for the experiences (good and bad) that have molded and shaped me but most importantly taught me things.
Today I’m reminded that I need to stop and just let people be who they are without my criticism or judgment. To accept that people are unique from one another and need their own space and time to become whoever it is they are becoming. I’ve been given that space in my life, so likewise I should return the favor.
In other words stop being a judgey mean girl lol