Even if you’re not a fan of Doctor Who, you’ve felt this way. Every other adult in the world is successfully adulting and you’re over here still singing the alphabet song to see what letter comes next and counting with your fingers.
Don’t lie. You know it’s true.
I confess there are times in a situation where an adult is needed where I’m thinking, “I’m an adult, but what we need is an adulty-er adult to really take charge. Someone who’s REALLY grown up.”
I also think that some of the best grown ups I know are the ones who are childlike in their outlook and disposition. Not childish in the sense of throwing tantrums when they don’t get their own way, but childlike in the sense of never losing their awe and wonder at life in general.
I will say that if I had to do it over, I’d be far less enthusiastic about rushing through my childhood to get to being an adult. It’s WAY overrated.