Honestly, at the age of 22, I still don’t even feel like an adult.
Yes, the majority of the time I think like one, mostly due to the fact that I have to and I encounter “adult problems” on a daily basis – I’m talking loans, rent, worrying how much to spend on groceries, etc. – however, I don’t necessarily act like an adult.
I would rather play hide-and-seek with my (also “adult”) sister, cousin, and neighbors, than sit around talking about work, kids, and school. I would rather stay up all night and sleep all day than vice-versa. I would rather believe that the fantasy job I dreamed of as a child will come true, rather than coming to terms with the fact that I will be stuck doing something I don’t like. And finally, I would rather be told I am “acting like a child”, rather than told I am “acting like an adult”.
So, I guess I haven’t become an adult to my own definition yet. I am an adult to society, but when it comes to me, I will be a girl version of Peter Pan forever!
At what age did you become an adult?
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