On Being an Adult

I am turning 19 in a little over a month and I like to consider myself an adult. I have considered myself an adult for about a year now, and I have noticed one thing in particular about adulthood: it's hard.

I am going into my second year of university, which is great and I am blessed to have that privilege. On the other hand, though, by the time my four years are done, I am going to have a massive pile of debt, which I will attempt to pay off by working my life away. But hey, it keeps me occupied.

I am moving out on my own on August 31st for the first time in my life. I will be living in another country on another continent. I'll have to buy my own groceries and cook all my meals. Of course it's exciting, but it's pretty terrifying too.

So yes, growing up is hard and it sucks to have to go to work instead of hanging out with friends. But the cool thing about being an adult is you learn stuff. You find out what you like and the kind of person you are and who will build you up and who will tear you down. I've learned to surround myself with people I care about, like Dylan and my family and my best friends. and as hard as it is, I'm learning to let go of the people who suck.

Nobody ever said it would be easy. But I have a feeling it will be worth it.