Because I certainly don't feel like one right now. And I am already twenty years old.
This is something that arguably I have been struggling with for a while. But today I was driving to campus and realized that I most definitely do not consider myself as having entered "adulthood." That word is very scary to me. As a twenty year old, there truly is not that much for which I am 100% responsible. Yes, legally, I am no longer a minor, but do I do anything truly independently?
The older (but only by two years) brother of one of my best friends is getting married in May and I received a save-the-date card, sent to me ALONE. Not my parents with a "and Hailie" attached to the end of their name. NO. My OWN save-the-date card. Does that mean I need to be a grown-up now?
I hope not.
When do I have to start buying Christmas presents for my cousins/aunts/uncles on my own, and not just contribute to the gifts my parents buy?
When do I start paying my own cell phone bill? Insurance?
I for sure want to go to grad school, so does all of this start when I graduate from that?
Twenty just sounds like I should have my stuff together. What? Who are we trying to kid here?! I am a complete MESS.
Perfect song to illustrate my thoughts today:
Ben, you know my soul.
SIDENOTE: I am putting myself out there today. I am applying for a few different things...just wait and see what happens, I will be sure to let you all know. This may or may not be directly contributing to my feeling old/young/awkwardly in-between.
What age bracket do I fall under? Is there a title for this? Not a teen. Student sounds so high-school to me. Young adult...neg. Young professional- there's nothing professional about me! I am not a twenty-something, am I?!
All my love,
had
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