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Shabana Mukhtar is back with today’s daily prompt #2088.
When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?
Today, we are discussing the elusive feeling of being a grown-up, a sensation that often seems as mythical as a unicorn in my world. The daily prompt asked, “When was the first time you really felt like a grown-up (if ever)?” Well, let me take you on a journey through my perpetual battle with the concept of adulthood.
Forever 21 at Heart
First and foremost, let’s acknowledge the prompt’s wise inclusion of “if ever.” You see, I’ve always been stuck in the mindset of “forever 21.” The youthful exuberance, the carefree spirit, and the insatiable curiosity about life have been my loyal companions.
The Struggle to Adult
Yet, circumstances have a funny way of demanding that we put on our adult hats and face the world with a sense of responsibility. I find myself in these moments when I must step up and be a “goddamn adult,” as I often put it. But here’s the kicker—it’s so darn difficult!
The Eternal Young Woman
Why, oh why, can’t I just continue to act like a young woman who has just graduated from college, with the corporate world waiting eagerly for her talents? The prospect of embracing adult responsibilities, with all its bills, chores, and sensible decision-making, feels like a burden too heavy to bear.
The Health-Induced Reality Check
But life has a way of throwing curveballs, doesn’t it? Lately, with the unwelcome arrival of health issues, I’ve been nudged into a new phase of existence. Suddenly, I find myself feeling like an “oldie” who must watch what she eats, incorporate exercise into her routine, and generally, act like the adult that I technically am.
The Sigh-Worthy Conclusion
So, in conclusion, the feeling of being a grown-up remains as elusive as ever. While I navigate the responsibilities thrust upon me and the health-induced reality check, I can’t help but sigh at the relentless passage of time. Perhaps, deep down, I’ll always be that forever 21 spirit, seeking adventure, laughter, and the perpetual joy of youth.
And as the struggle to adult continues, I’ll take solace in the fact that age is but a number, and the heart forever remains young. Here’s to the perpetual battle between youthfulness and adulthood—a battle that I, and many like me, wage with a wink and a sigh. 😅🌼🕰️
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