A lot of memes I across the Internet are about how everyone, no matter how old, is just a kid inside, trying to figure out what’s going on, which is something I definitely identify with.
But every once in a while, something happens that does actually make me feel like a grown-up. It’s usually small, and kind of silly, but it’s fun, and I thought people might want to share theirs.
For me, most recently, it was realizing I like Greek yogurt now. It was trendy when I was like 12, and I couldn’t stand it then, but I bought some on a whim, and now I keep the fridge stocked. That drastic change in my tastes took me aback momentarily, but I thought it was a nice fun little milestone.
How about you?
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I feel like an adult almost all the time, but it got more common when I gave birth. I’m not a kid. I’m not a teenager. I’m not a college student. I’m a grown adult and everything I do all day taking care of others is adult stuff. Even the fun moments of playing a video game or looking at my phone hidden behind a book, or the hard stuff where I have no idea what to do. I don’t feel like a kid, I feel like an adult playing a fun game or an adult feeling confused and scared.
To me, being a kid meant feeling confident that everything was being taken care of for me. I don’t get the adults feeling like kids thing when things are confusing or hard. When I was a kid my parents dealt with the hard stuff, or at least helped me deal with it
Well said. Being an adult is knowing that the hard thing and the right thing are usually one and the same.
Buying a new furnace.
That is multiple levels of adult beyond me lol
Doing my taxes.
Being excited about buying a nice cooler to go camping with
Existential crises!
Pssshhhh!!! I’ve had those since I was 4, and my neighbor moved away, taking my best friend with her.
Helping my son deal with his mental illness, drug addiction, and ultimately suicide.
I really have never felt like an adult, until my son moved in with me (I met him when he was 5 days old, and was kept from seeing him again until he moved in with me when was almost 17). Suddenly I had to deal with his medication, his appointments, keeping him out of trouble, learning to be a father of a 17 year old I did not know.
I just…I want to hug you.
His birthday is coming up in a couple weeks, his death 6 weeks later (11 years this year). This is the hardest time of the year. Some days I could really use a hug.
Sending all the love an internet comment can muster friend
Sending you a hug
Not so fun, but I certainly felt like an adult when I went inpatient for suicidal ideation. A sad, broken, fucked up adult.
I didn’t realize having too many pancakes could be so difficult 😔
I hope you’re doing better, and have the support you need!
The first time going to a hardware store for something I needed and being like “oooh I want that” to like half the random shit in the store like light fixtures and lawn furniture.
Being excited to see furniture is definitely an adult feeling.
For sure. As a kid, I never would have loved spending so much time at the thrift store lol
Dude…I just bought a coffee table that has liftaway tops to create a desk, AND hidden storage compartment.
Im excited about a coffee table.
Oh, I am so jealous. I saw one of those online recently, with the picture showing the top extended towards the couch and I felt so dumb. I’d never thought about using them as a table when they’re open. Totally would have changed the coffee table purchase I just made 😭
That’s so cool!!
I like to listen to music or books while I work, and I have to drive a work vehicle a few times a day, and a big forklift to do my job. Both have a radio built in but no easy way to connect my phone to listen to my own stuff. I eventually found that I actually enjoy listening to the radio, especially the local news updates.
Once I realised that, I thought “oh god I’m turning into my dad”
I’m 30 and haven’t liked the radio since I was around 10 (aka when I got my first CD played)
When I bought an actual bedframe. It wasn’t the bed at my parents’ house, it wasn’t the bed that my college dorm owned, and it wasn’t an air mattress I had been sleeping on during my internships. It was an actual bed, a real piece of adult furniture. It wasn’t a small cheap metal frame. It was bulky and adult and real, and I owned it.
Getting excited over “mundane” things. New silverware, vacuum cleaner, pan etc.
Going over bank statements. Going over stock options.
Using hot water to wash my hands instead of cold (don’t even do this yet but I’ll know I’ll be a geezer when I do).
Not caring about others opinions about you. Just living your life.
Cooking. Specifically soup and porridge.
Checking email multiple times everyday
When I turned 30, my insurance went down and I went “Woo hoo! My insurance went down!”. . .
“Wait… did… did I just ‘woo hoo’ an insurance rate? FUCK ME!!!”
My insurance seemed to go down about as fast as inflation, so it feels like I’ve been paying about the same for decades. I didn’t really realize how much lower my rates were until I talked to some
kidsyoung adults.Were they on your lawn?
I was walking through the city at night smoking a (now legal) joint with a friend and talking and suddenly it occurred to me that none of what I was doing was against any rules and that society was literally built by adults and for adults.
Yeah, every once in a while it does pay off
Meeting the man of my dreams… and then meeting his beautiful wife.
Ironic.
Hey, it worked out for my wife!
Not so much for my first one.
When I realized the world is awful and that never got happy anymore, I’m like “yeah, I’m one of those now”
