When I was little, I would have given anything to be big. Now that I’m big, I’d give anything to be little. Isn’t that how it typically works?
As I got older, I started realizing that I had no clue how to do this thing called adulthood. You mean, I have to work an 8 hour or longer shift and still come home to clean and make dinner? How outrageous! You mean that my paycheck has to pay bills and not all the books I could ever want? How unfair!
I’m slowly learning how to do this thing called adulthood and how to do it with mental health issues. Thank God for the support I have in my fiancé because any other man would have run screaming by now because my housekeeping skills have not been the greatest for the last year or so.
As our house slowly gets put in order, I recognize that all of the things I thought were outrageous and unfair are possible and normal. I’m learning that it’s possible to work 8 hours, come home, do laundry, unload the dishwasher, and take care of a baby. I’m learning how to juggle tasks alongside my mental health. No it isn’t easy, but I know I’ll like having clean clothes to wear.
So maybe this journey into adulthood isn’t exactly fun…but it is worth it.
What do you think?