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Growing Pains.

“We accept the love we think we deserve”, a simple quote yet so true.

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There's been a theme that's been very present in my life the past two years, those close to me know the tale and I'm sure from reading this you too have picked up the premise.
It hasn't been an easy ride and it wasn't needed by no means, but I consider it part of a cycle which is broken into three parts.

I remember my groin was stinging, my neck was tight and sore and the joints in my legs felt swollen, it was all part of the adolescent cycle of growing up.

They say it stops during your teenage years, I don't think from the tender age of 17 I've grown much, maybe the odd inch perhaps.
My face has moulded itself into my skull, my body has gained and lost weight and my hair colour came out of a box, but when these changes stop do we ever think of cycle that heightens our minds?

Now a tender age of (almost) 24, I seen what's become of the finishing cycle, my spiritual path this year has helped, only brought on by someone very special, my trip home took me back to yesteryears, rejuvenated the phoenix I fly along side with and made me appreciate love once more.
My time alone opened my eyes, the decision of going out alone made me realise that it's only you in this world.

Someone told me recently how calm I seem to be, truth be told I'm not itching for my next escape, I'm not sitting in a corner crying about work and I'm not abusing my body in the hope I shut my mind out.
It set me back, my awkward adolescent mind came out at a ripe age when most people know who they are, far be it for me to question them when I couldn't make sense of the days let alone someone else.

But now after looking back on it all I see what's happened, I see the shift that took over my life and now, while I pack up my things to leave I can feel the changing current taking hold.

Growing pains take hold three times, as a child, during puberty and when your an adult.
What have you learnt ?

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