Sometimes growing feels like dying.
Hell, maybe it always feels like that.
Unfreeze some part of your soul and suddenly you feel every little bump, cry three times a week. You start feeling like the Princess and the Pea, the uber-sensitive soul who had to sleep on 100 mattresses and still could feel a small tiny pea at the bottom of it all.
You start talking in the third person again.
Or maybe you're just going through early menopause. Either way, an expectation that life should be easy is one you need to put aside on this journey, otherwise you'll just keep on tripping over it, over and over again.