Being a homeowner doesn’t make me an adult, but my choices do.
I believe it’s choices like these that make me an adult:
The point is; owning a property, getting married – ticking off any of those milestones we’re fed as hallmarks of adulthood – don’t automatically equate to being an adult.
From where I stand (at the ripe old age of 25), being an adult is about doing what’s right for you.
It’s a weird time we’re living in. It’s easy for our generation to feel like we’re doing things ‘wrong’ because our lives aren’t following the same pattern as our parents’.
But I see this as a good thing. We get to define what adulthood looks like. And that’s going to look different for everyone. So, next time you feel that tug of anxiety because another friend got engaged, or another bought their own place; practice a little kindness to yourself. Remind yourself that they’re likely doing what’s right for them.
And that’s all any of us can do.