You did not like it when the alarm blew at 6 in the morning and you had to get up, get ready and go to school? Or were you one of those annoying little kids who just loved waking up in the morning? It doesn’t matter. Either one of you will relate to this. This journey of getting through teenage to adulthood is impossible to avoid so how about we make it easier?
I was a quiet kid at school, introvert too. But, as I started getting my teenage numbers up, I made new friends. We all knew each other since we were kids, it was a small school. But now we actually started to connect so well! Every day was lit up with a tremendous number of jokes and trolling each other. All of us during our last days in school would reminisce old jokes and makes new ones and talk about how much of this we are going to miss soon. We would promise to stay in touch and deep down, we knew this bonding was more than that of just schoolmates. Maybe, a part of the reason was we knew each other since we wore short pants and carried Barbie pencil boxes to school.
It was just not about the school. Every little thing we held in our hands seemed like a reward. A cotton candy put a smile across our faces. No matter how hard things got, you had your mom to vent to, you had a friend who would stop being friends with the people who hurt you, your father to make puppy faces to, it was all sunny and jolly and the only times you felt “really hurt” was when your mother scolded you because you did not do your homework.
Family vacations, dinners, trips. School picnics, get-togethers, annual functions. Friend’s birthday, movies, lunches. Everything seemed to be something to be excited about. Everything had a silver lining.
Every day waking up was a struggle for me, though. I was never a morning person. I am still not one. The routine was pretty similar. Go to school, come back, study, eat and sleep. And, some more of those in between. None of us really liked our age back then. My friends and I would always talk about how cool it would be to grow up to be adults and not have to depend on anyone for money or anything and we would all giggle at the thought. We would smirk at each other and adult jokes and pretend we were all innocent. There was a certain thrill in knowing that we can do whatsoever we are not allowed to when we grow up. So, we desperately wanted to get past that age and step into the “adult” world of drama.
Is it all rosy?
But, this one too, like most fantasies, looked better in the imagination. The reality is way scarier and dark. Not that it doesn’t come with the pros but the cons of adulthood exceed so much that the eyes hardly glance at the good parts. There’s no time to, there’s no patience to. Mostly, adulthood is a chaos of voices in the head and juggling of priorities and meeting none at any time. It’s not like we asked for it. We could not have escaped this anyway.
With the rising competition in every aspect of life, we want to excel at anything and everything. We want to get more money, get better jobs, get better partners, get the best grades and so it goes on and on. There’s no pause. There is no time to step back and take a look at everything that we have actually achieved so far. We keep rushing, weighing time, weighing efforts and do not make a single stop in between to cherish our accomplishments, to actually absorb how our teenage dreams have finally come to take shape. There is no familiar face we can come home to. We are missing our old friends and having a hard time making new ones. We are stuck in a never-ending loop of dissatisfaction and greed.
I know it’s hard. I know that it’s rough handling everything all at once. Paying the bills alone, taking care of everything all by yourself, having to worry about your career, your job, making time for people who you love, and most importantly, making time for yourself. So, let’s take a step back. Chalk out a priority list of the moment (Your priorities must change all the time and it’s okay). And, work on it, sort one thing at a time. Motivate yourself, bring in the positivity, you’ve done this before, you can do it now. After you’re done, take a look at it, be the third person and give yourself a treat for being able to do that. Commend yourself. Because if you don’t, who will?