This is something I intended to write for a close friend of mine, who fears adulthood.
Don’t we all do, in our own ways?
It’s because human beings tend to adhere to simplicity. I am not saying that teenagehood is easy—it is very tough for some (including me myself), but adulthood is on another whole level, even more complex, as if hundreds of tangled webs.
We all love the ignorance of youth, the vagueness of teenage dreams. The innocence of “kids” our age, laughing at jokes that leave adults with a big, red question mark clouding over their heads. Wanting to be a doctor just because it is cool and it assures prosperous life, without knowing all the dangers and responsibilities that come along with the profession.
We can’t fathom ever shifting from a stage we’ve held dear all this time, and fears of reaching adulthood—more often that not—come to haunt us.