I feel like I’ve matured when I have more self control than before. At times like that, I think “I’ve grown a lot”, and feel good about myself. Before, if there was something I did not like, I would hold in all my anger and cry in the car. Because my makeup can’t get erased, I would do so while wiping off the tears with a tissue. Then I would forget it, but now I’ve learned to look past most things.