Honestly I have a love and hate relationship with adulting. Sometimes it’s great because you can move how you want, you have your own money but at other times you just have bills, more bills and you want to just sleep. 

When this adulting thing finally hit me, I realized I could only use my own money for nice things. My parents only gave me money in emergencies. I mean my parents would give me money if I didn’t have money for stuff but the moment I started to try and fend for myself, my parents weren’t as friendly with THEIR money as they use to be. Sitting here living my best life making my money and taking trips with my friends until I started getting hit with more adult like bills. Car stopped working, might need some type of surgery, need to buy new clothes, etc. Things your parents use to do for you, you have to do for yourself now. At this point you don’t even care if you lose friends or if you travel places alone because you understand the struggle. Friendships die out because sometimes you are not on the same wavelength. You just want to grab stamps, visit a new beach and sip on something really nice. If you can hit a bottomless brunch, you’ll do it just to be back in your bed at a reasonable time to recover for the next day. 

The real joys come from just exploring,  accepting where you came from and where you are going. You hate it here but you make enough money to take a trip to accept why you are here. You can’t be an irresponsible person forever,  that’s scheduled for your birthday and self-care days. When someone says they’ve been “adulting” just remember we all have those days. Adulting is just depressing. I hate it here sometimes, but don’t forget it’s all about self-care at this stage of your life.