What they didn't tell you

It hurts a lot more.

That crossing your own boundaries is harder on you than when someone else does it.

That no, you actually won't grow up to love green beans.

You won't feel as guilty as you should.

That the world can be polarized into two, broad categories: People who are good at math and people who aren't.

And that the people who are good at math hate you.

That a piece of you really in fact does die from a broken heart.

That time doesn't heal all wounds. Some remain oozing, gaping gashes for years to come.

You don't learn from your mistakes. You keep making them until you simply arrive at a point where you've accepted the fact that you are a person who makes mistakes.

Big ones.

Scary movies get scarier the older you get.

That always being true to yourself doesn't always work out.

That just being yourself is really, the hardest thing in the world to do, because your concept of self is in perpetual shift mode.

You really weren't the prettiest girl in the class, and plaid did, in fact, make you look fat.