Growing Up

Growing Up. Never have I heard of a more anticipated and a more feared phrase/obligation. Growing up is a trap. It's true. But when does it even begin? When do you know you're "grown"? Is it when you get your license? Or when you turn eighteen? Or when you graduate high school? Or is it when you start your first college class? Or even when you've conquered your first heart break? I don't believe there is a definite time when you truly know that you've completed your adolescence. It's scary though. So scary.