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My Diary

Too Late, Or So It Feels

Dear Delyara, There are days when I feel like I am already too late. Too late to start over. Too late to change careers. Too late to become who I wanted to be before fear got involved. Too late to catch up with some invisible version of adulthood everyone else seems to understand better than I do. I know people say life is not a race. But comparison is hard to silence when your own life feels unfinished. I hope I am wrong about being late. I really do

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