Things They Don't Tell You About: Growing Up

If you follow me on Twitter, you will probably have seen me tweeting about how I feel like a complete sham adult. I feel like a teenager trapped in the body of someone who is technically "an adult female". At the age of 22, I feel like a child with a drinking permit. As such, I feel qualified to tell you a thing or two about growing up.

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If You Don't Know What You're Doing, You're Doing It Right

As a teenager, while everyone around me was making plans for college and careers, I had no idea what I was doing. I had no clue where my life was headed. I was in a bad place, the future had no part in my life at the time. I guess you could say I was rudderless. 5 years later and I've got a job, a life and a positive mental attitude, and still no idea what I'm doing with my life. But do you know what? I don't think anyone does!! 

Be Who You Are, Regardless

When I was in school, I was a bit of a loser. I was the weird kid, the emo girl, I drew and wrote. I briefly had blonde highlights. I spent lunches in the library, free classes in the Art Room, skipped Economics to hang out with the Woodwork teacher. I was not exactly popular, but for the most part I was happy. Looking back on my school life, while I can identify the negative themes that ran through, I'm doubt I would change a thing! I think it's fair to say I found my groove in life. You will too. Don't worry. 

Looking Back At Bad Pictures Will Always Make You Smile

When I was 17 I had black hair, wore black clothes, listened to depressive rock ballads and identified as "Emo". The pictures are horrific but they always make me laugh. If you've been into neon, monochrome, drawn on brows, shiny tights, jelly shoes, brown lipstick or whatever, you will laugh at the pictures, because they came from good times, regardless!! It's okay, we all have awful pictures to look back and cringe at!! 

It's Okay To Not Want To Be A Grown Up

I don't want to be a grown up... I never did. I have a full time job and a life but I also have a substantial collection of teddies and an obsession with cake. I don't know how to dress like a grown up, nor do I know how to behave "in a calm and professional manner". I feel like adulthood was forced on me. It's not fair!!!! 

Do you like being a grown up?

Are you more of a child with a drinking license? 

xo 

Amy

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