Lately I’ve realized how much I’ve grown. I’m much more pragmatic than I used to be, if that’s possible. I’ve done away with a lot of romantic notions and ideas and put away childish thoughts and ideas. I miss that innocence but no longer have time for it. This is disheartening but maybe it’s a fact of life?
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Yes, growing up is bittersweet. It’s a time to put the dolls and toy trucks away, and a time to accept the fact that “adult” responsibilities are coming your way. And when you react with maturity instead of throwing a temper-tantrum, you know you’re on the right path. But what of those people who had to grow up real fast, not necessarily by choice, but by necessity. Is it wrong for them (those who feel the missed out on the things that teens experience) to behave like a teenager sometimes…or even associate with that age group? Maybe I’m straying from the topic, but I guess when you can admit to being mature or immature, you’re an adult.
I wouldn’t say it’s “wrong” because it’s understandable but there comes a time where you have to get over the fact that you missed out on those things.