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I doubt anyone actually cares, but I grew into a fairly well adjusted adult. I'm 29, living with two friends in a quite nice apartment. A lot of tragic stuff has happened this year, but a lot of really amazing things have as well. I'm finally making my way back into the workforce, and I have a power chair to help with my mobility problems. Things have been looking up for a while, and it's the weirdest thing to finally be planning a future that I never thought I'd have.
I guess this is growing up.