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What independence means to me

June 29, 2010|By AUBREY BOYD / Special to Pulse

I have heard the word independence many times in my life, but only in the past few years have I really come to realize its true meaning.

For me, independence did not come all at once, but gradually. The older I become, the more privileges I receive. Independence is a step-by-step process.

I do not remember the first time I felt independence - it was probably my first sleepover at a friend's house or maybe the first time my parents dropped me off at the mall. However, as I have grown more mature, I have realized that those were but small steps toward the ultimate goal of complete independence, a goal I have yet to reach.

I may be capable of making my own decisions, but they are not always wise. I may have a job, but by no means could I afford my own house or even my own schooling.

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I have come to realize that independence will come only when I rely solely on myself - and that is no easy concept to grasp.

Over time, I grow more and more dependent on myself as I rely on others less and less, but I know that I still have a long way to go.

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