Adulthood

After turning eighteen, my brain turned to be like an industrial machine that’s put to work everyday (non-stop) in a big fashion corporation 

–overthinks everything about every little detail 

–feels a lot 

–is dying to let herself go and has closed myself as the last hem being stitched to an Avante Garde gown 

–thinks that her life is a city that never sleeps 

–always thinking about what’s going to be my next move 

–never feeling like I’m completely rested 

–always feeling like I’m not enough for even myself 

-and it’s often called “too sensitive” for experiencing all types of physical, mental, and emotional responses