Growing up is a funny thing. One minute you are a carefree fairy, twirling in a pink tutu and click-clack shoes and the next, you are picking Universities, finding a house and buying small appliances. Where did the time go? You get to a point where you are expected to act like a grown-up, no more tantrums or crying over spilled milk…but you still feel like a child. This week I feel I have reached a crossroad in my life. I’ve started renting a flat, been to a job interview and bought a kettle. This butterfly is wiggling uncomfortably in her cocoon, terrified to leave but knows she can’t stay.