I think I grew up with a really independent lifestyle, being the eldest child and all. My mom had to send me away to programs to keep me occupied while she was raising my siblings. I didn't really mind, I learned a lot of stuff while I was at it.
I can go places by myself ie. I don't need a washroom buddy and I usually figure stuff out on my own.
At this moment, I don't know if I want to be independent...
What does it mean to be independent anyway? It suddenly sounds so lonely.
