I talked to my mum about this, and she said there is no wonder I feel like this. I have always been the youngest. My brother and sister are more than 20 years older than me. Because I am born in December I was always the youngest in my class in school. James is 6 years older than me.
I am just used to being perceived as really young. And suddenly when I am not I get freaked out.
Thank god for work colleagues. They were all telling me how it actually gets better. You learn to accept the fact that you get older. Plus everyone around you will grow older at the same rate, you wont suddenly be older than your friends. And they wont change much, you and them will still be the same people as you are now, whether you are 25, 40 or 50. You have more confidence, you know yourself better and you get more grounded and content. You stop worrying about silly little things.
It made me feel a bit better. I am just waiting for the acceptance to kick in.
On our honeymoon |
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