How I Became an Adult

  1. Meghan Williams says:

    The adult part is probably still under question in certain areas of my life… I just wanted to throw a little GO DAWGS! love your way! I’m a Georgia alum too! And if you think the people at Jittery Joes were odd then…oh now, its a whole ‘nother story!  ha!

  2. I got married at 18. That pretty much through me right into the pool of adulthood. I had always been more adult than my peers though.

  3. Melissa says:

    Gosh, I’m 28 and finally just starting to feel like an adult, instead of like I’m playing house and pretending! Being a real adult is a lot more boring than most of us think it will be when we hit that magic legal age of 18. But it’s also a lot more fulfilling, I think. 

    • Anonymous says:

      Yep, you’re right on track! I feel like I became a responsible adult at 21 when I was on my own– but I still look back and laugh at some of the things I did in my twenties that I would NEVER do now (which we will not talk about here!) !

  4. Ndjcarter says:

    NOT at Soule Hall:). I believe you are a kid until you have a kid. Parenthood gave me a whole new appreciation for the adults in my life!

    • Anonymous says:

      Soule REPRESENT! This is why I love the Internet- How else would I get to write about my college years and read a comment a few hours later from someone who was THERE?  😀

      And there were definitely some very unadult-ish occurences our freshman year in Soule!

  5. Katrina says:

    This sounds weird, but I think I became an adult when I got a D in a college class. I had been neglecting my homework, staying up late to hang out with friends, missing classes. I had been an A/B student in high school, but I looked at that D and realized that it was all on me. After that, I realized that freedom was only half of the equation of independence. Responsibility is the other half, and I got some. Quick!

    • Anonymous says:

      Makes sense to me– I think we all get wake up calls in life that  might not necessarily work for anyone else but ourselves.

  6. John E says:

    When I was 22 after having graduated college and moving to Orlando on my own due to a job transfer with my 1st post-college job. However, I’m now 49 and I think my mom sees me as a teenager still! I guess some things will never change…

    • Anonymous says:

      Moving alone to a strange city at a young age definitely speeds up the growing process! I remember both the terror and the exhilaration of it!

  7. Meagan says:

    Too funny that you just posted this – I was just telling a friend via email this a.m. that I realized I was truly an adult and “all growed up” when I had the grave responsibility of being in charge of someone else’s healthcare – namely my daughter. She’s 19 months old and had open heart surgery 2 1/2 months ago. As I was literally signing away her life on all sorts of consent forms, I realized that I truly was an adult. No if, ands, or buts – and this little girl depended on me (and my husband) to make the best possible decisions when it came to choosing doctors, hospitals, procedures, etc. Very sobering and “adult-like” – but now that she is 100% healthy, I find that I very much enjoy being grown up : ) Only took me 31 years to get to this point! ha.

  8. Christina says:

    I feel like I’ve always been more mature than my counterparts, in most cases, but I feel like going through my parents’ divorce my senior year of college really grew me. I still rely on my parents when financial hard times hit, but I don’t make it a habit of asking for money.

    • Anonymous says:

      Divorce can definitely have an impact. My parents divorced, but I was always glad that they did it when I was 6- for me, the impact was minimized since I couldn’t remember very much of the time that they were together.

  9. Summer says:

    I became sort of an adult when at 14 my mom left my 3 younger siblings and my  aunt left her 6 month old son in my care and her and my mom went on some binge where we didn’t see them for months (hence my 1.9 GPA freshman year). Luckily the rent was paid. Food was a bit harder to come by. I became more of an adult when I moved into my own house (with a mortgage) at 18 years old. I REALLY became an adult at 19 when I got preggo with my son and had to budget to make sure my hospital bill was paid off BEFORE he was born while still paying said mortgage and going to school full time. I look at some of my friends and while I know every life is diff and people have different experinces that cause them to grow up slower or faster I can’t help but think you’re 24 years old and you STILL have NO clue.  

    • Anonymous says:

      Wow. With those experiences, you should write a book! I do think we become adults when we 1) have to take care of ourselves and 2) have to take care of others. For some, that means having kids, for others that means taking on a friend or relative or someone who simply can’t help themselves.  And you’re right- age has nothing to do with it. I know a few 40 year olds who have yet to grow up!

  10. Mary A says:

    I’ve been out of the house since I was 18. . . paying my own way since I was 21. . . but being incredibly stupid.  I wish I knew that debt was as bad as the clap.  Because it is. 

    I guess I really felt like a “grownup” the first time I was in church and shushed a tween — and they shushed.  Wow.  Felt powerful.

    • Anonymous says:

      Ha!! Forgot to add, “the first time I was called ma’am.” Because that is a VERY grown-up feeling. One I don’t like at all!

  11. Jekernodle says:

    I got had a baby, got married, and graduated from high school all in the same year. That year I felt like a grown up. My husband and I have been married 20 yrs and our 20 yr old son is an absolute gift. He has been on his own since he was 18 and doing fine. He has worked for Chickfila for almost 6 yrs. First in Bellevue Mall and now Smyrna. He is an adult.

  12. When I finally realized how dumb I am, and in realizing my stupidity, I learned to listen to others and all of their advice. Then, I do what’s best for me and mine.


    • Anonymous says:

      You’re definitely not dumb, Jenna, but I do know what you mean by thinking we know EVERYTHING when we’re in our teens and early twenties. I certainly did!  ;D

  13. Amy says:

    Great post. I can’t remember when I became an adult but I will share this one little tidbit. I moved in briefly with my parents between apartments. I was 24 and had a curfew, I had to tell them what I was going to do, etc. And when I would come back to visit for a weekend or the holidays, same rules applied. Their house, their rules. Apparently I was never that rebellious since I didn’t push them on it.

    • Anonymous says:

      I had the same experience. I lived with my parents for six months after graduating from college, while I looked for a TV reporting job. By their rules, I had to work 20 hours a week and I had a curfew. I met all their demands, and never even thought to question them. I was also never more motivated to find a job and TRULY be on my own– which is exactly what I did!

      • Amy says:

        Yep! Six months of pure torture for myself as well as my parents. I think dad was surprised at how happy he was to see the boxes leave. We all agreed that unless just absolutely necessary, we would not do this again. LOL

  14. Megan says:

    I look back at the many times my moms calls when unreturned or the countless lunches I was late for with my Grandma and feel so awful about it now. I remember leaving my house at the time I was supposed to be there to meet my Grandma and living almost an hour away from her. 
    I was about 22 when I finally starting taking care of business. I have actually been on my own since I was 15 (long story) so I had a lot of years of really bad mess ups. 

    • Anonymous says:

      I think our relatives understand- to some degree- when we fail them in our early 20s, although I’m sure they don’t like it. I suspect they made mistakes when they were in THEIR early twenties as well…

  15. Robyn says:

    Being a step-mom was a huge move into adulthood.  It was no longer just about me.  I remember thinking at 25 that I had grown up a lot but I didn’t get married until I was 29 so it was really 29/30 where I did the most growth.  Two big milestones though were university where I taught myself that I can’t coast anymore, and being a step-mom.  I can relate to so much that you said, the being on your own and living within a budget, and realizing that that “boy” you’re with isn’t going to cut it in the real world.  I’m happy to say the “man” I married now was THE guy and although being a step-mom can be hard, it was all worth it.

  16. I used to chide my mother that when I grew up I would never give my friends duvets and bedlinen as presents. Who does that? No, Dahling! I would give my friends FABULOUS gifts as befitting a fabulous life.

    Moving into my first flat and realising I couldn’t even afford new bedlinen (never mind not giving it to anyone else) was an adult awakening.

    Enjoyable post.

  17. Etickle says:

    I became a grown up, the first time I visited my mom in the nursing home after her massive stroke. She was 66. I was 36.

    • Anonymous says:

      Gosh, I can imagine. That must’ve been horribly traumatic- That’s the same age my mom and I are now, and of course I just assume she has many healthy years ahead of her. But we should take nothing for granted.

  18. Cyndie Todd says:

    I became an adult at the age of 30 when I learned the power of anger management.

    I have adult children now and this book – Not Quite Adults – was super helpful in helping me understand the cultural differences between me at their age and them and their friends at their age.  I highly recommend it.

  19. Cyndie Todd says:

    cultural and generational differences

  20. Anna says:

    I honestly think I became an adult at 16 when I got a job. When I was 12 custody was taken away from my mother so I did a lot of growing up then, but at 16 I was on my own. Bought a car, paid it off before graduation, bought food, gas, cell, insurance etc. And now in college I have my own place, work 30 hrs a week and still have a 3.7. So I’d have to say that job is what really launched me into adulthood.

    • Anonymous says:

      These comments really mean a lot to me. So many of you were completely on your own before your teenage years even ended, and so many of my friends in college had no financial support whatsoever- they busted their butts (like you!) to get through college and support themselves. The young adults I see around me seem to expect their parents to pay for everything, and they get angry when they don’t. It’s sad. They have no idea what they’ve got.

  21. Anonymous says:

    I think becoming an adult is a process; hopefully, you’re ever growing and maturing.  My definition of a rebellious child becoming an adult:  when she does what she wants to do even if her parents want her to do it.

  22. Natasha P. says:

    Great post, and yes, your step-daughter will learn so much between now and when she finally does become an adult – the suckage period as  you put it. Lord knows, we’ve all had it, but I wouldn’t take it back for anything. Learned a lot and even though I am an adult, I am still learning.

  23. Boricua_keya says:

    I think I am half way there, its such a long road and I think you learn the most along the way. Well, you NEVER stop learning but life is the greatest of all teachers. I have a wonderful 2 yo and I am receiving so many blessings (even when times are tough) and the responsibility can be very liberating and sobering. For the most part though, I want to be mature and level headed but I will alway keep my sense of humor!

  24. Erica Bodnar says:

    I also went to UGA in Athens and the weird people at Jittery Joe’s is the main reason to go there!  I would have died if my mother went there to find me…

  25. Age 23!  I drove from Seattle to New Haven, CT., for grad school, by myself, found an apartment, a roommate, a part-time job, and started my glamorous career of living in one of the country’s poorest cities on about $8,000 a year.

  26. cheesehead4ever says:

    Even though I lived in an apartment during college, married at 23 and was living 300 miles from my parents, both my hubby and I admitted we still didn’t feel like adults.  2 years later, we bought our own house.  We said we still didn’t feel like adults.  One year later, our first daughter was born.  At that moment, we both said, we truly felt like adults.  I think it was being responsible for a life that wasn’t our own.

  27. Sweet Tea says:

    What a wonderful, wonderful post Lindsay!!!  I am sharing this with all of my friend ASAP.  

    I think I started on the path to becoming adult when I realized that I was not the center of the universe….I mean when I REALLY, REALLY figured it out and my thoughts, actions, and interaction with others began to reflect that….that is when I felt like a grown-up.  I can’t say it was one particular event or moment; it was more gradual than that.

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