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No More Pretending

CaroleHeidi

It’s my birthday today – yay for me!

It’s a bit of a weird one this time – I’m 25.

Which means I have officially fallen out of the 18-24 age category and can no longer write that down and let my brain con myself into thinking I’m stil 19.

It means I have to admit to being a proper grown up person.

I’m not entirely sure I’m capable of this.

I might just reject it in all but number and continue being 19-21 which is what my head usually tells me I am.

(Me last Sunday – no chance of growing up just yet!)

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Published by CaroleHeidi

I'm a 30-something mum of two Not-So-Small humans, a cat, & a rottweiler. I read a lot, write a bit, eat too much cake and have dubious taste in music. I'm a Leader in Squirrel & Cub Scouts, and if I'm not at home, I'm probably at the Scout Hut. My hair is usually some shade of blue...

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  1. I turn 26 in July, and in no way have I grown up or consider myself as a grown up person. 25 is great fun, because you’re old enough to know better but do it anyway. Happy birthday!

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