By ianthia
I remember when I was 20-years-old and I thought I had arrived! I was working my dream job as a newspaper writer had my own car, was living life on my own terms and being an adult. In my head, this is what it meant to be a woman! I was a carefree young adult who still lived at home with my parents, had no bills to pay, no children and partied with my friends just about every weekend.
At the time, these were the things that were most important to me and even though I was saving money towards my future, I really couldn’t define what that would entail. Read more >>