You Can Bravely Dive into Your 20s
Driving along the highway, I felt a pang of unease. My hands gripped the leather of my steering wheel, my white knuckles staring back at me as I pushed my sunglasses up against the glare. I was doing it.
“Just relax, Emma. You can do this. What do you have to lose?”
I kept whispering to myself, hoping that my inner voice would begin to soothe me as I embarked on the freedom of…