After careful consideration and several ofsleepless nights,here's what I decided,there's no such things as grown up.We move on,we move out,we move away from our family and form our own.But the basic insecurities,the basic fears and all the old wounds just grow up with us,and just when we think that life and circumstance have forced us to truly once in full become an adult.Your mother says something like that:......or worse like that:...... We get bigger,we get taller,we get oldder,but for the most part,we're still a group of kids,running around the playground,trying desperately(拼命地，绝望地，极度地) defeat it.

    We whisper secrets with our best friends in the dark,we look for comfort where we can find it,and we hope,against all logic,against all experience.Like children,we never give up hope.