Do you like being an adult?

“I like being an adult,” I have said numerous times to people.

I'm sure the verdict for this if you ask many people it would be “nope, won’t recommend.”

For me, “I like being an adult,” I have said numerous times to people and they look at me as though I have two heads.

“What exactly do you love about adulthood?” They ask.

Adulthood didn’t begin for me until 23 not sure I knew what having a choice meant until I hit that age. It is why I see 18-21 as babies still. They are yet to grasp the meaning of adulthood properly. At 23 the realization that I had a life neither my father or mother can influence helped me stand my ground and refuse to go back to a toxic situation for their sakes.

“Just have one child at least before you end it legally,” my mother, the ever hopeful grandma said.

At 23 I started giving myself the chance to dream of a life other than the one I’ve known by seeing my mother and grandmother.

I was always that child that could not wait to be a grown up. I wanted to grow up to eat what I want, wear what I want, work, and just see life more than the one within my radar.

And I did.

It is exhilarating how much you can scratch as an adult. When you realize you are yet to experience somethings that could open your mind in many ways, you stay awed.

I like that I can go out, I like that when I talk I speak sense.

I write. I work. I budget and plan my movements.

I am going to school doing a course I love. I am applying for publications where I would love to see my work at. I am transitioning my career from a writing one to something else because adulthood avails the chance to change as long as we are alive. We can change the story.

I am taking my life as a chance to collect memories each day. I am pouring into those I love so I leave here empty.

I enjoy growing old despite the economy. You turn a certain age and it is like access to some experiences. Some levels of ease and living.

Things will get better as long as you remain consistent. I believe it and I will it to be so.

As an 18 - 23 year old confused about life, know that it is okay to be confused. It is okay to not have life figured out yet. It is okay to still feel like a baby who has been thrust into adulthood.

It is okay to make mistakes too. I mean we will keep making them well into age 30 self. But at least we take with us the gift each step brings to us and use it well.

I know adulthood is a complaint of bills, government, saving money, budgeting, planning to have a family, fulfilling dreams, owning businesses, maintaining hobbies, loving our friends, helping the world be better in our little corner, changing lives through words, leaving inspiration here and there. It can be a lot. But for a moment bask in the joy that you get to be a being with her own agency, responsibilities and life.

It is cute to have things you like, enjoying the mundane, and planning a better life.

Let us not ONLY look forward to when we will arrive by our definitions I mean. I know looking forward to that is sweet. However, when many people leave this stage we are in now, they miss it. They miss now, the here. So why not enjoy the here, the age, and the ups and downs it brings?

Depressive moods come, but I mean there are clouds, rain, and sunshine. Winter, Summer, Autumn, and Spring. Dry season and rainy season and instances that are unique like the Sahara desert being flooded.

So embrace it because you are a part of nature too and you have seasons too. So find something worthwhile in each season and bask in it for as long as you can.

Let your life not always be a synonym of wilt. I beg you. Find something to dance about if not you'll become a barren land with plenty of harvest.

You can share what you like about being an adult and tag me if you wish to. I celebrate all of us winging it in the current situation of the world.

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Thanks for reading ♡