Sarah: Is that who I am? Sort of a mother, but not really. Maybe a wife, but not quite. I mean, is that me? 'Cause I don't know. Y'know, maybe I'm running away from that, maybe I'm afraid to feel happy in that role because I'm nineteen and I feel like I should want more for myself. Bailey, maybe I can't write this essay because I know exactly who I am, and I'm just afraid to say it out loud.