Growing up is weird. You hear all about the stories of your parents and they tell you what you should and shouldn't do as you get older. They tell you lessons will come and you will learn quickly what not to do in a certain situation. If the same situation arises, you now know what not to do cause last time did not end well at all.

Sometimes it feels as if I were blind. Blind in the sense of you have no idea what's going to come up next. Life throws lots of curve balls. You're finally having a good week and you walk out to your car with your friends to go eat, and BAM you have a flat tire. But not because your pressure is low, of course, it would be due to a nail in your tire or someone slashed it. Meaning lets fork out hundreds of dollars for new tires because you can't replace just one tire. You have to replace all four.

It's like your parents can warn you about everything they know but there's always going to be that one thing that hits you like a truck. Mom's will warn you about boys trying to take advantage of you, but they don't tell you how bad it hurts to have your heart ripped out of your chest in the middle of the night because you found out he cheated on you after "loving" you for 3 years.

Dad's will warn you about hanging around the wrong people, but what about the night you got a little too drunk at the club with your best friends. They weren't the bad people. It was the men in the alleys when you are all leaving to go home.