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A Gentle Reminder That It’s Okay For Your Friends’ Lives To Grow Apart From Yours
It’s the course of life.
When I was a teenager, I always wanted to be older.
I thought being older came with a lot of independence. Being able to go wherever I wanted, spending money on the things I desired, living on my own, exactly how I pleased.
It was a romanticized idea of what adulthood looked like to me.
Now that I’m venturing into adulthood, I realize that being older isn’t as great as it was in my head only a few years ago.
The reality of adulthood
I feel like I’ve got no time for anything once I’m finished with my job at 6 pm. I go straight to my chores like cooking, cleaning, or taking the dog out. Occasionally I sit down to read a book or I make the time to take a bath but I always feel like there’s never quite enough time.
Most days I go to bed around midnight. Yes, I’m aware that there are 6 hours between 6 pm and midnight and yet, it feels as though time was running through my hands or as though someone was taking a good 2 hours away from me.
Please tell me you’re feeling like this, too. It can’t be just in my head/reality.
