You suffer for a while, waiting for the moment to break out. Then you realize, there will be no breakout. Slowly you leave your childhood behind and become someone you don’t recognize anymore.
You’re becoming an adult, something you were always considered to be but never really were.
Life now means something totally different, something shaky and unsure. The beginning of the future, the time when you start count down and not up.
Like an earthquake, that’s how it feels.