tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8915365744954792874.post995613724696360081..comments2024-03-26T02:19:24.036-07:00Comments on Stella's Wardrobe: Why it's ok that shit happens when you grow up (and you can still turn out pretty alright)Stella's wardrobehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03624887319384611231noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8915365744954792874.post-27947754340609495722015-09-18T20:06:53.973-07:002015-09-18T20:06:53.973-07:00(long-time reader; first time commenting on your b...(long-time reader; first time commenting on your blog)<br /><br />"In fact I have tried to work extra hard to come across as completely fine, overachieving in whatever I could to compensate for the areas out of my control." This struck a chord for me. I'm in my early twenties, attempting to pay my way through college/the world without familial financial help and my own baggage resulting from personal stuff and relationships. I think I'm always trying to make up for my circumstances by being the best student, most fun to hang out with, lovable, etc. And ... I really don't need to be doing that. <br /><br />Thanks for this.alicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02820258357983437170noreply@blogger.com