When did I grow up?

I remember my childhood. It seems like yesterday. I remember my fears, my anxieties, my desperation to fit in. I remember the need to make others like me.

I also remember I used to look up to my elders - because they seemed confident. They seemed to know everything in the world. They seemed to have an answer to everything.

I remember looking upto my mom and dad thinking they were the final answer to everything in the world. I remember thinking that no matter what, all my problems will be resolved by them.

I remember this all because I still go through the same emotions. At heart, I am still the small, inconsequential, inconfidant little girl who had to look towards her elders for help. The only difference is that this girl now pretends to be confident. She pretends to know everything, have an answer to everything. She pretends to be the end-all for her own son.

When did I grow up??