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reasonsforhope · 3 days

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I don't know who needs to hear this, but especially with the end of the school year coming up soon, and a bunch of people about to leave high school or about to leave college, I just wanted to say:

Being an adult can be really nice, actually!!!

Like, okay, yeah, life can be fucking stressful sometimes, and there's definitely an annoying amount of paperwork.

But me and just about every single adult I know will agree: I would never choose to go back to being a teenager, even if I somehow could.

Insert obvious disclaimer that nothing is universal. But for people worried about aging or graduating into the next chapter of life, here's some words of reassurance:

When you're a teenager, your brain is extra mean to you. Like, neurologically. All of the changes it's undergoing really, really increase rates of depression/anxiety/etc. A lot of the time, literally just not being a teenager anymore is really good for your mental health

Less than five months out of high school, everyone I knew my age was like "Thank fuck we're no longer in high school." Once you leave high school and adolescence there's really just such a dramatic drop in petty bullshit. Shit that would have been a huge social humiliation or gossip in high school is really often just like, "Hate that for you, man." Boom, done.

When you're a teenager or a brand new adult, you're encountering so many problems for the first time ever. When you're older, you just. Have learned how to handle a lot more things. You know what to do way more often and that builds confidence

When you're an adult, other people generally don't care if you don't do things perfectly, because jobs and life don't work like grades. This was such a trip to learn, honestly? But when you are an adult or have a job the bar for success is usually just "Did you do the thing?" or "Did you do the thing well enough that it works?" or "Did you show up to work for your whole shift and look like you were doing things?"

Similarly, if you're about to graduate college and you're really stressed about it, fyi just about everyone I knew in college ended up very quickly going "wow, 'real life' is way easier." Admittedly I went to a school full of very stressed out perfectionists and the like, so I can't promise this is universal, but there's a very real chance that life will in many ways get easier when you graduate

WAY MORE CONTROL OF YOUR OWN LIFE

Literally I cannot overstate that last point. As an adult, you are (barring certain disabilities or shitty circumstances like abusive family/the criminal justice system/etc.) able to make most of your own decisions. If you want to rearrange your furniture, you can. If you want to eat tater tots at midnight, you can. If you want to get yourself a little treat, you can. You can sign contracts and make your own legal and medical decisions and not need a parent or guardian signature for just about anything ever again

You generally learn how to give fewer fucks

The people around you have also generally learned how to give fewer fucks

Even when things are shitty, being able to choose what kind of shitty a lot of the time can really be worth an awful lot

#not news #life #advice #hope #adolescence #teens #adulthood #adulting #growing up #getting older #life advice #abuse mention #autonomy

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wallabyskiddiyappers · 2 days

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Why does everyone keep talking in that high-pitched voice whenever they see me? I’m not deaf!

Dear Wallaby,

I hope this letter finds you well. My name is Bobby, and I am a resident of the crib in the corner of the living room. I am writing to you today to bring to light an issue that has been plaguing my existence for the past few months.

You see, Wallaby, I am surrounded by giants. Giants who, for some inexplicable reason, believe that the only way to communicate with me is through a series of high-pitched coos and squeals. It’s as if they’ve forgotten the art of normal conversation and have resorted to mimicking the sounds of a distressed seagull. No joke.

Every day, I am subjected to a symphony of squeaky voices that would put even the most patient of souls to the test. “Who’s a cute little baby?” they ask, their voices reaching pitches that I’m sure only dogs can hear. “Goo goo gaga,” they continue, seemingly oblivious to the fact that I have no idea what that means.

I’ve tried to communicate my displeasure, Wallaby. I’ve frowned, I’ve cried, I’ve even thrown my rattle in protest. But alas, my efforts have been in vain. They simply chuckle, pat my head, and continue their high-pitched tirade.

I understand that they mean well, Wallaby. They believe that these squeaky voices are comforting, that they somehow bridge the gap between our worlds. But let me assure you, they do not. If anything, they only serve to widen the chasm.

I long for the day when I can have a normal conversation. When I can discuss the complexities of the mobile hanging above my crib or debate the merits of pureed peas versus carrots. But until that day comes, I remain at the mercy of the squeaky voices.

So, I implore you, Wallaby, to use your platform to bring about change. Let the giants know that we, the residents of the cribs, are more than just cute faces. We are thinkers, dreamers, and, given the chance, great conversationalists.

Thank you for your time, Wallaby. I look forward to a future where the squeaky voices are a thing of the past.

Yours sincerely, Bobby.

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permdaydreamer · 8 months

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This is for the people who didn’t party in their teens and twenties. For the people who didn’t have that “coming of age” movie experience with shenanigans and revelations. This is for the people who mostly keep to themselves. Who maybe prefer things to be quieter and gentler. This is for the people who don’t feel like they belong in a culture that values loud parties and flashing lights. I see you. And you are valid.

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eccedentesiast-skies · 5 months

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You’ve grown into someone who would have protected you as a child. And that is the most powerful move you made.

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dont-be-tumb · 10 months

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its-simply-just-krys · 6 months

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anonymous ; found on pinterest

#not mine #growing up #vent poetry #dark poetry #borderline personality disorder #bpd blog #bpd thoughts #relatable posts #bpd vent #actually borderline #quiet borderline #living with borderline #tw substance abuse #dark academia poetry #beautiful poetry #deep quotes

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x3nshit · 11 months

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“you have to work hard!” why? “so you can get good grades!” why do i need good grades? “so you can get into a good college!” why? “so you can get a good paying job!” so then i can use that money to do fun stuff? “no you have to save it for later!” why? “so you can survive and retire comfortably!” then i can do the fun stuff? “no, you’ll be too old so you have to take care of your health!” then when can i do the fun stuff? “in your youth, enjoy it while you still can!” but i thought-

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petrichara · 9 months

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Trying to remember the last time I played hide and seek. The last time I said hi to everyone on the street or saw the girls I spent every day of six years with. The last time my dad picked me up, or my mum brushed my hair. When was the last time I dressed without consideration? There is so much to think about now. I remember falling on the grass at school and making stories with the clouds. Hanging upside down from the swing and realising how big the world was. I wonder on the path of growing when we stop feeling big. I am taller now, smaller still.

#growing up #girlhood #grief #I saw a childhood friend yesterday #she was working #and after twelve years of knowing her it had been a year #her hair is longer #her smile brighter #and the intense sincerity of the happiness we shared for one another was heavy and freeing all at once #I don’t know when we stopped playing #and I know life has gotten in the way #but at some point all our dreams became options #with the life I choose daily I am happy #and still #I wish we could go back once to when nothing mattered but how fast you could run #childhood friends #they know you even when you don’t know yourself #mine

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classycookiexo · 2 months

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#growth #growing up #honestly #healing

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lovely-abeille · 11 months

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on the cruelness of fifteen

@/petrichara // the shape of a girl, joan macleod // @/cowboyvamplikeme // fifteen, taylor swift

#web weave #web weaving #fifteen #childhood #teenagers #parallels #lyric parallels #song lyrics #fragments #poetry #growing old #growing up #inner child #grief #friendship #emotional #relationships

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reasonsforhope · 3 days

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Hey adults: Why do you like being an adult? What do you like about your life?

A couple weeks ago I told the kids at my work that "Being an adult is pretty nice, actually," and they looked shocked, laughed incredulously, and told me I was the first person they'd ever heard say that

So clearly we adults need to talk about this way more often

The past few years have been hard for a lot of people, me included. Covid sucked. I lost three relatives and three pets in one year. Right after lockdown ended, I got badly injured, and ended up housebound for six months and (much more) disabled for two years, and that sucked too.

And you know what? Literally all of that was easier and better than being a teenager.

I like being an adult. I like my life. Even when it's hard, it's mine, and I am building to the best of my ability the a life that I want to live.

I talked about a lot of why being an adult is something worth looking forward to in my last post, so right now I'll simply say this:

I love actually knowing who I am now. I love that I learned and am learning what I want and need. I love that I have independence and autonomy and don't get treated like a kid. I love the fact that I'm the one who gets to decide want I want to do and what I need. I also love that I'm learning to sew. I love that I've had pet rats, and next will have a pet cat. I love that I got top surgery. I love the way I've decorated my room. I love traveling to visit and crash and even just hang out and do work with my friends, when I can. I love that I started reading good news every day, and that I actually have hope for the future, and that I started this blog and have been able to help give so many other people hope, too.

So, here's a call to action for my fellow adults: comment or reply or tag what you like about being an adult. What you love about your life.

Let's give some kids some reasons for hope.

#hope #not news #life #life advice #growing up #teenagers #adulthood #adulting #hopepunk #hope posting #hopeposting #also feel free to put your age to help make things feel more concrete and real #and make it clear that “being an adult is good” isn't just limited to your early twenties #in fact it's often better after your early twenties #I'm around 30 personally #I hope this post sounds poetic rather than pretentious lol #that last bit in particular had me going “hmm is this too much”#but actually I think that we dismiss hope and happiness too often #hope deserves to not always have to be serious but I think hope also deserves all the seriousness and gravitas that we can give it

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permdaydreamer · 6 months

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I refuse to believe the best years of my life are behind me. I refuse to believe the best years of my life are right now. I refuse to label my years as being the best of my entire life. Good times are always ahead. I have to believe there are always better times coming.

#growing up #future #hope #self love #kind notes to self #recovery #mental health

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yourbelgianthings · 6 months

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