The First Moment I Realized I Actually Had To "Adult"

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When do we cross that line between being a child/teen and officially become an adult? Legally speaking, it's the moment the clock strikes midnight on our 18th birthday, but that's only legally. Most of us aren't ready for the rigors of adulthood for several years after that.


The idea of becoming an adult is somewhat novel. It's a huge step towards living our own lives, but do we actually realize the responsibilities that come along with that life transition? The short answer, is no. Just because you hit 18 years old doesn't mean that you are ready for the rigors and responsibilities of looking after yourself, at least in most cases.

I fully admit that when I turned 18, I was still a dumb-ass kid that thought he knew everything about what life was going to throw his way. It stayed that way for several years. I only had to make sure I could eat, get clean, and have a place to lay my head at night. It was an easy existence. To be honest, I spent more time worrying about what I was going to do on the weekend, than I did figuring out what I was going to do with my future.

For five years I just did what I wanted, moving from place to place, and job to job, making sure I had money for drinks and smokes. At that age I felt like "screw it, I can always do that tomorrow, or next week, or next month, or next year." I was prepared for very little, in regards to my future.

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It wasn't until five days after my 23rd birthday that reality came full force and slapped across the face. My first daughter was born on March 30, 2010 and I had absolutely no idea what I was doing in every sense. I wasn't prepared to be a father, and it showed. It was in that moment that I realized I had to pick up my socks, but it still took a couple years before I actually lived up to that realization.

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