I saw one of my good friends, Joe, last night for the Brewers/Reds game at Miller Park.  We spent a lot of time catching up on each others lives, and one statement Joe said to me stuck with me.  Half joking, half serious, he told me to enjoy my second puberty.

Yes, it is an awkward statement, but it is so true.  I am going through my second puberty.

My life is extremely awkward.  I am living on my own in my apartment on a futon in the middle of my dining room.  I am living out of suitcases, boxes, and living in a half-clean/half-dirty apartment.

I’m unemployed, moving back to my childhood house, and am fully prepared to see people from my high school that I do not talk to anymore at the grocery store.  I’m just nervous for each day, breaking out like a teenager, and dealing with the stress of daily life.

The time that puberty initially hits you, there is a lot of life you live in a short amount of time. I honestly believe this is happening for me once again.  I’m learning a lot about myself, whether is the knowledge I acquired for the past nineteen years of formal education, the strength and resilience that is within me, and how awkward my life can actually be.  It is a challenge for me right now: getting a job, moving to a new apartment, and starting a completely new life for myself.  It is an awkward, difficult time.  But I will try to enjoy it as much as I can…and avoid terrible acne, painful growth spurts, and anxiety-ridden crushes on boys.