She's caught in limbo.
Advancing and reverting and making no progress at all.
Things that seem strange are accepted while things that seem right are denounced.
Looking right and left, she sees no way out other than moving forward, into unfamiliar territory and the ball of anxiety in her chest weighs her down. No longer a girl, and not yet a lady, her place in this world is unsure. She tries to grow, to move, to change, but her confidence is shaken by uncertainty.
Is this how a lady would act? Do I have to act as a lady would? Does this make me immature or am I okay for now?
Questions plague her mind, making sleep unenticing and headaches inevitable.
How does one cross this transition and is it usually this hard?
She wonders about everything in her life but no answers come for sure.
The things she wants are changing with her, and some of them seem impervious to a girl of her age. But then again, as her age reaches upward, should not her wants follow?
Her ideas of the world are lost between naivety and cynicism. Her plans stuck between dream and reality.
Navigating this passage is like sailing through rough waters in slow motion, seeing the possibility of disaster all around and merely being able to pray that you steer the right course.
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