I don't think there is a magic moment when you realize you feel like a woman. Or no, it's being a grown-up. Even after you do those things. I was sure I'd feel like a grown-up when I had my own place, except that didn't. For some people, even after they have kids, they don't really feel grown-up. I'm not sure why that is. Maybe because when we're younger, we think grown-ups have the answers and are wise about stuff, and as we grow older we realize we don't really have the answers we thought other people did. Maybe they never did either, who knows.
I prefer to think of approaching ~womanhood~ as a relative experience that isn't uniform and cut-out for girls to just slide through. You feel it when you feel it.
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