This is a truth that everyone under 30 denies until the day they turn 30. It’s like a magic spell is suddenly broken, and you realize you’re alone in an aging meat husk that now knows the glory of back pain.
I know a young person will read this and think this won’t happen to them. To that person: I am you from the future. Remember us as we were.
I’m 27 and I think I’m there already
I thought that too. I regret to report: it gets worse.
I think it’s kinda like the old dating age formula; you can date people (your age) / 2 + 7 years old, and you feel like that’s the age of an adult.
When I was 15 I felt like ann adult, but people younger than me were teens. When I was 25 I felt like an adult but people under the age of like 20 were just kids. Now I feel like people in their early/mid-20s are just about adults. I’m sure when I’m 50 I’ll think back to myself now and consider myself barely an adult.
