In my head, I was forever 21 and reaching middle age just didn’t seem to fit with my persona.

In my head, I was forever 21 and reaching middle age just didn’t seem to fit with my persona.
Getting hurt is easy, not letting it change who you are isn’t.
We were angry over-reactors literally headbutting the walls at the bar. Every glance from a stranger was a reason to defend your honor.
I guess I’m supposed to be wiser now. After all, I’m 40.