I am a child. A child in an adult's body. And this is why I'm having such a difficult time of everything. This is why I can never fucking deal. This is why I fear adult independence and responsibility and consequence so much. Nobody would expect a normal child to be independent and responsible, yet I am expected to be, and it is a contradiction that's going to do my head in.

It's the only explanation that makes any sense at all. And it makes a ridiculous amount of sense.

Problem is, I have no fucking idea how to grow up.

Not that I really want to anyway.