I purchased a new e-book this week by Sarah Andersen entitled ‘Adulthood is A Myth’ and really hooked by it after the first glance. I’ve loved Sarah’s scribbles for quite some time now but I only read them separately in jpeg version. So I’m really excited to get the e-book. Sarah’s scribbles are very fresh in my memory because I can relate to it on so many levels. I feel what the character feels and the character’s life is basically my life in a nutshell.
The girl in the striped hoodie, who is the main character on the comics, is very much like me; awkward in front of other people (especially strangers), super introverted, weird, have low self-esteem and self-control, and my mind has a mind on its own. I often think negatively towards others (strangers or no strangers), making situation in my mind worse than it actually is, and irrationally making stuff up. I feel that every time I swipe to the next page of the book, I nod my head along because the comics are super true. Well, at least for me it is.
I can relate to her in so many ways. These are just some of them:
- I love the smell of books, especially freshly opened books. Bookworm is a very accurate noun to describe me. Warm blanket rules!
- I often have troubles in choosing my wardrobe as well. Clothes are either too big, too revealing, or too tight for me. Trying out new clothes in department stores is simply exasperating.
- I often postpone doing my responsibilities and distracting myself with doing menial things or of course, reading.
- I have unruly hair, chubby body, and imperfect skin, but gorging chips and snacks nonetheless.
- Doing nothing is my favorite thing in the world. (I know, I’m lazy. I’m even lazy to change this no-good habit.)
But the girl is different from me in terms of following fashion trends, wearing the same bra for weeks (it’s quite gross, don’t you think? We live in tropical country, so it’s really unimaginable thing to do), I don’t have a cat, I don’t shave my legs because I’m blessed enough to have smooth legs and I don’t hate all my friends at school (some of them are OK). All descriptions above lean towards non-adult traits.
Another thing that I love from this book is Sarah’s sarcasm and hyperbole that crack me up in every page. I love good, spot-on sarcasm. I often use that as my way of socializing as a young adult. I am aware that my age now is going to turn into adult age very soon.
Reading this e-book makes me realize that I am not alone in this world, in feeling inadequacy as a soon-to-be adults. I used to think that I am too different because I hate adulthood and I want to be a child forever. My peers are not like me at all. They are all busy planning their careers, getting married, or having kids of their own at my age. While I am just sitting here, in front of my laptop, surfs the Internet, and watching animated movies. I am still wondering how can some people (read: adults) have that much energy to doing business, enduring bull**** from various people, and basically live vicariously. I know that I understand the theory of what good adult life is supposed to look like in my mind, (e.g.: socializing much, planning the future, aggressively looking for better career, etc.) but I don’t seem to have the energy to do all that. That is just not an ideal adult life for me. Ideal Adult Life is cozy blanket, great books, and good company.
But along the way, you will learn that life’s gonna throw you down, torture you, and basically form you into this ‘super being’, called the adults. Why super? It is because being an adult is tiring. Being an adult is hard work, but you have to stay strong and often sacrifice yourself for other people’s happiness. Being an adult means that you have to be responsible for yourself and others, and I still do not know how to do that. I’m afraid of doing the taxes, take care of my insurance, and I don’t even drive because I’m afraid that I’m gonna be involved in some kind of accident with no knowledge of what to do in that situation. I’m still a child inside. I cannot be that super.
I think it is important to still have the inner child inside you. Inner child helps you see the world more brightly, more happily, and more positively. My religion taught me to live like a child. I hate children but I adore their way of living and their perspective in life. They know nothing so they do not have the same pressure as adults. They can do whatever they want without receiving any consequences. Sometimes I think knowing less is more. The more you know the truth about the world, the bitterer you become. Well, unless you keep your inner child inside. I adore children’s innocence, how they are always happy about everything, how their eyes lit up whenever they see something new, their curiosity, they have huge faith in everything, and their can-do attitude. I don’t want to be an adult too soon because I see all of those things are sucked out of their lives. Adults are often tired of being disappointed too many times, spirit being crushed, or even by heartbreaks they have to endure. Now that I’m a young adult, I start to feel that way. And I start to hate what I have become.
I do not know when I will be a responsible and mature adult. Not today. Not tomorrow. Maybe someday. When I really have to. But I’ll never let go of my inner child. I’d say, embrace your inner child while still growing up to be a ‘super-being’. You cannot change nature. You are going to grow old no matter what and it is your attitude that’s gonna define your adulthood, whether it is a lovely one or a lousy one.
Now, I will stop me here from writing further because I feel that if I keep going on with this, I may reveal too much and people (read: strangers) must think less of me or even think that I’m obnoxious or annoying. See? I did that again. I’m the girl in the striped hoodie with no cats after all.