Quinn Anthony

The other side of sadness.

Is there really one defining moment that transcends us into adulthood? One single event that takes us from an awkward teenager and thrusts us into a full-blown responsible adult? I don’t know about you but my answer? Absolutely fucking not. It has taken an abundantly large number of events to make me into the person I am today. I am 29 years old and still trying to figure out this grown-up thing. On most days I'm not even sure how I ever thought that at this age people actually had their shit figured out. If you do – kudos. However; this may be slightly more relatable if you feel like a train wreck and still don’t feel like an actual adult.