I'M OLD
It is really freaking me out lately that I am a real, grown adult, and so are most of my friends. I don't know if I missed the part where they prepare you for this or if it just doesn't exist, but it makes me feel really uncomfortable when I talk to an old friend and suddenly realize this person I knew when I was twelve or thirteen got married last year and has a house and a dayjob and that I will have at least the latter two most likely some time in the next few years. When did I become an adult? And I'm not even sure if it's good or bad?
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