Being 18 DEFINITELY isn’t what it seems…
When most teenagers first turn 18, they are given a crazy party, a fancy party, and many more legal opportunities to “FSU”. But, when i turned 18; I didn’t get any of that. No party, no friends, no cake. For my 18th bithday my mom explained to me what it truly meant to be an adult and that I had to start making contributions to my household. At the time, I was unemployed and had recently quit my job as a team member at Papa Murphy’s (didn’t exactly seem like working 2 hours a week was truly getting me anywhere) and I needed a new start. After that long talk, I went to my at-the-time boyfriend for some much-needed advice. All he could say was, “well, she’s right.” Looking back on that conversation, I realized that when you’re an adult, EVERYTHING changes. Those good days that most 18-19 year olds have are rare….it’s honestly just ONE good day and maybe i shouldn’t see the glass as half empty, but I feel as though I’ve lost hope. I’m currently a barista at Starbucks and an Ambassador for Pinkberry. But my only problem is that I don’t have a car. My parents promised me a car, and they didn’t exactly follow through with what they were going to say. So now here I am, without a car and two amazing jobs. Not having a car really takes time away from seeing those who matter and keep you grounded. I can’t exactly have any “girl time” anymore because I can’t drive myself. I can’t go on random adventures with my friends. I can’t go downtown and roam the streets, and I definitely can’t see a man if I had one. Living at home is such a stressor, because with my family, I feel as though I can’t even communicate with them unless it’s from a business point of view. Even then, I still can barely stay in a good discussion with my mom and step-dad. Thinking about everything and how my life is not going my way right now has caused me such depression and i literally wake up in tears half the time. I honesly just needed to vent, so thanks.
