I will take being an adult with responsibility over being a child any day. All I remember is ennui and a trapped feeling. School sucked so bad, and no control over your own life. I want to know what sort of idyllic childhood the people who write this stuff had? I wasn’t abused or anything, it just sucks being a kid.
“ennui and a trapped feeling … no control over your own life”
That describes adulthood for a lot more people than we’re willing to admit. Adulthood often has the illusion of more choices, but for many those choices have one realistic option.
As a kid, there is at least the feeling of “I’ll grow up and it will be great”, as a working adult it used to be “I’ll retire and it’ll be great”; these days it’s “well, I hope there isn’t teams meetings in the afterlife”.
I will take being an adult with responsibility over being a child any day. All I remember is ennui and a trapped feeling. School sucked so bad, and no control over your own life. I want to know what sort of idyllic childhood the people who write this stuff had? I wasn’t abused or anything, it just sucks being a kid.
“ennui and a trapped feeling … no control over your own life”
That describes adulthood for a lot more people than we’re willing to admit. Adulthood often has the illusion of more choices, but for many those choices have one realistic option.
As a kid, there is at least the feeling of “I’ll grow up and it will be great”, as a working adult it used to be “I’ll retire and it’ll be great”; these days it’s “well, I hope there isn’t teams meetings in the afterlife”.
That depends on your childhood I guess! “Please let is be over with.” was mine.