Forgot your password?

We just sent you an email, containing instructions for how to reset your password.

Sign in

  • Growing up is difficult, and if you truly live, you know how hard it is.
    We never stop growing (at least not our ears and nose), and the result that the more I liked this continuity is to have left home.

    I thought I was prepared, after all, I have a job, study, trial and have friends.
    After all, that's what they said. That is all we need to have sucess.

    But, nobody told me that I need know how to cook WELL to feel satisfied.
    Nobody told me, that doesn't make the bed will be the least of my problems.
    Nobody said it is hard to pay 50 reais in electricity bills - something that once seemed so little!
    Nobody told me that health insurance is expensive, that not everyone wishes us well., and that dreaming is the most beautiful thing that happens to us.
    That friends are the bridge, and family is the pier.
    That, sometimes, it hurts.

    Eventually, nobody said it was easy.
    • Share

    Connected stories:

About

Collections let you gather your favorite stories into shareable groups.

To collect stories, please become a Citizen.

    Copy and paste this embed code into your web page:

    px wide
    px tall
    Send this story to a friend:
    Would you like to send another?

      To retell stories, please .

        Sprouting stories lets you respond with a story of your own — like telling stories ’round a campfire.

        To sprout stories, please .

            Better browser, please.

            To view Cowbird, please use the latest version of Chrome, Safari, Firefox, Opera, or Internet Explorer.