It is very depressing. But it’s also empowering when you finally wake up and just go do the things you love, and not care what any idiot thinks.

I was depressed for so long until I turned 33 and had lost so many loves to my depression that I kind of snapped and stopped living my life in fear and sadness and allowed myself to explore things I really wanted to explore like my latent bisexuality, singing, and acting. I am happier than I have ever been in my life and I’m only sorry it took me so long to figure out that I have to show myself to the world no matter how painful it is, because actually being shy and not sharing myself with the world is EVEN MORE PAINFUL. Trust me. I’m 33 and it doesn’t get less painful if you don’t work on it. So please, while you’re still so so young, just accept that you’re shy but also accept that YOU CAN WORK ON IT BUT IT WILL HURT AT FIRST.

Do you want to be 33 when you realize you’re the master of your life? Or do you want to be your amazing age right now of 19? The choice is yours. All I can tell you is I regret waiting until this age to feel good about myself and all I have to offer the world.