Adulting can be tough. Brutal. Almost like a mortal combat with oneself. Both in the mind and body. And yet it’s exponential growth, by leaps and bounds.
To pick up life essential skills like cooking, managing a household and keeping a living being alive is no means feat. On surface it’s burnt fingers, uncooked food and messy room.

But underneath is victory, raw and fulfilling. Just like mending your own garden to find the flowers blooming. Right back at you.
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