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Let’s face it.  Adulting is hard! If only you could wish to return to your childhood, you would absolutely rush to go, right? I remember when I was a child, I was in a hurry to grow up fast! My oblivious, young mind believed that being an adult is synonymous with freedom–But now that I am an official “adult”, I found that this belief was nowhere to be found.Lol  .

..When you look at the meaning of “Adulting” in Urban Dictionary, it says, 

A few years from now, you would give anything to be your age again, to have another chance at the opportunities in front of you now.

In a few years from now, you would give anything to have acted most wholeheartedly on what was yours to take.

A few years from now, you will wish you made the most of your talents and time. You would want to know that you had already made more of what was yours.

Reflecting on this period, you will only regret what you did not do.

You will only regret that you were so fearful of making a mistake you never made a move.

You will only regret that to be accepted, you lost your voice, spark, and truth.

You will only regret that you had allowed the things you had to slip through your fingers because you thought you were not enough for them. You thought you were unworthy of your own life, as though that is ever something a person could be.

In a few years from now, you will realise that the pieces were already on the table and that the door was already in the room.

You will realise that we are only meant to make the most of what is handed to you: the goodness and the hurt.

To pull out gratitude and awe or wisdom and learning from inside them.

My instinct is to retaliate.

However, upon closer look of them, I consider their lifestyles, choices, and actions. In comparison to who I am, what I do, and how I live, I realise that their circumstances keep me grounded.

While misery seeks companionship, we are fundamentally different, molded by diverse experiences.