I just turned 16 years old.
It's 00:40.
And honestly? I’m feeling everything all at once.
It’s late, the world’s quiet, and I’m sitting with tears I didn’t expect.
Not because I’m unhappy exactly—just... growing feels fast and kind of lonely sometimes.
I don’t need a big celebration or attention. I just needed to say it somewhere.
If you’ve ever felt weird on your birthday too—hi, I get it.