I wish someone would have really told me the truth about being an adult when I was younger, and I mean the cold, hard truths. Adults do try to tell you to stay a kid for as long as you can when you're younger but they don't ever really go into details as to why it can suck to be a grownup at times. Everything is just so stressful when you get older. You have to pay bills, actually get up and go to a job to pay those bills, loving someone other than those in your family is a real thing, heartbreaks are real, you can drift away from your old friends with little effort, like everything just seems to happen all at once. YOU are responsible for making sure it all happens, NOT YOUR PARENTS. Everything falls on you and you alone. Whatever goes wrong in your life, it is your own fault, with a few minor exceptions. I have no problem with that aspect, however. I will gladly take the responsibility for my actions and whatever else I have done for myself. What gets me down, however, is that you have to go around and figure that kind of stuff out for yourself. There is no instruction manual for how to "ADULT" and sometimes you realize that all you have is yourself and it is depressing. Of course you're going to make tons of mistakes in life and you learn from them and you run with it, but getting through those mistakes aren't even an overnight thing and that is just the harsh reality of the world. Life is not a movie and a person may not always get the happy ending they deserve. Once I got out of high school, I guess I kind of thought it would all be rose petals and champagne and independence, but it has been one long day after another. It's not all bad out there, but there is no running home to my mom when I feel like things are tumbling down and I want to run away from problems that arrive at my doorstep. Don't get me wrong, I can always talk to my parents about anything but they can't solve my own problems for me. If I ever have kids, what I have to say about being an adult is this motto: "Sometimes you have to roll out of bed, put on your big girl/boy underwear, drink your coffee (or take a shot of some alcohol), and go handle the world with your war face on." I may not be ready all the time but day by day is another chance to become a better person than the previous chapter.
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About the AuthorI got the idea to create a blog in December 2014 on a random type of day.Writing has always been therapeutic; the only way I could communicate clearly, in actual words instead of struggling to unscramble the swirl of images, metaphors & analogies that is my thought process. In short, Archives
February 2020
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