Good day, amazing people of the Hive Blockchain. Welcome back to my blog. It is another edition in the #hiveghana community. I am so delighted to participate in this week's prompts about adulthood.
As a kid I was so in a hurry to leave my parents' house; I couldn’t wait because I wanted to leave my own life and take decisions without my parents being involved in my decisions. My hunger for becoming an adult always triggers anytime my parents punish or discipline me. I will always tell myself I can’t wait to grow up so that adulthood will put an end to all this punishment. I could not wait to grow up because I have most of the things I want to do as an adult listed out.
As a child, I was seeing adulthood as freedom, but getting to adulthood, I have come to realise that is not freedom; it comes with thousands of responsibilities. So many people look up to you; you have to go out every day to hustle in order to put food on your table. Stepping into adulthood, I have come to understand why people keep saying adulthood is a scam.
I miss those times when my parents were the ones providing for me. I didn’t have to stress myself; all I needed was to tell them what I needed, and they would provide. There was a time I woke up one morning, and I called my mom. I was crying over the phone, telling her that I miss those times they were checking up on me, asking me if I had eaten. I told her how much I miss those free money she and Dad always sent for me. All my mom could say to me is, 'In life, you don’t expect to be where you are now. You are an adult, and so build yourself.'
When I really understood what this adulthood meant was the period I lost my dad; that was when I knew that adulthood was not for the weak. I was hustling as if I was going to die because everything lay on my shoulder. My siblings are still tender; I was the only one running around to make sure my dad’s burial was successful. If I was still a child, my uncles and aunts could have handled it with me being involved, but as one of them, I am an adult.
I just wish I could draw back the hand of the clock to those years. I depend on my parents to survive. Seriously, adulthood is really telling me there is nobody to check on me. Instead, anytime my phone rings, my heart will fly because it will be a bill from family. I miss childhood. If I am given the opportunity to go back to childhood, I will gladly do that.
The journey of adulthood is not easy, I must say. What can I do? I have to face adulthood. I miss those days when I had zero responsibility to take care of. Adulthood is very difficult. I am glad I have grown into a strong and independent woman.
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This is my entry on the ongoing weekly prompts #hiveghana topic of adulthood.
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