You constantly think to yourself, ‘is this what I’m supposed to be doing with my life?’ You don’t really know where you are supposed to be, or what you’re supposed to be doing. You feel like everyone around you is doing so well, and you’re constantly feeling incredibly lost.
Supposedly because princes on white horses don’t exist, true love is a load of bull and people who believe in love at first sight are delusional.
At 18, I thought that I had to grow up and figure it all out, and at 22, I feel like I need to do the same. But truthfully, I feel like I could be 65 and still not have any clue how to be an adult.
Capri Suns are still as delicious as they have always been and you can buy as many as you want.
How to encourage someone.
The act of complaining about people that are younger than you.
There are spaces in one’s adult life that fill with problems, and apparently each problem area must be occupied. The sad thing about adulthood is that when you valiantly marshal your forces to address a problem, another problem emerges to fill the void.
I cry every time I overdraft my bank account. I stare at the computer screen astonished each time that the check I wrote a week prior, that I forgot to write in my ledger, comes through.
Your 20s are scary. Really scary. Everyone knows this. You’re physically and legally an adult, yet your knees weaken at the mere thought of taxes, or paying for your own dinner. There is no strict guideline to becoming an adult, but if you have a keen eye, you’ll notice a few small personality changes that mean one thing: YOU’RE OLD NOW!
You’re an adult now and your mother isn’t around to clean up after you. You’re late for work because you don’t live at home anymore and there’s no one to shovel the driveway for you. You run out of water mid-shower because you still haven’t paid that water bill. WHY DON’T BILLS JUST PAY THEMSELVES?