Working, Paying Bills, Finding A Man; This Thing Called Adulting Is Hard
Hi, lovely people!! Happy new week, hope you are all doing great. So looking back to when I was young at about 15-16 years, I always liked the idea of dressing up with something of my mom’s (lipstick, shoe, dress, earrings,) just to feel like an adult. But of course my mom never liked it when I used her stuff, so sometimes I wait till she is not around or I sneak it into my bag and use it when I get outside (so who else used to do that? Lol). There was this one time that I remember very vividly, I wore one of her mules, she found out and insults did fall on me. And at that moment, I wished I was old enough just so I can have my own stuff, live on my own and be my own adult. But fast forward to today that I am an adult, have my own stuff and living on my own, I have realized that this adult life is not as exciting as I thought it would be. It is so damn hard!! The Responsibilities I so wish we could just adult and have someone else take care of our responsibil...