1. Growing up doesn't sound like any fun, and I only do things that are fun. Whenever anyone talks about being mature, it’s always about putting responsibilities ahead of fun stuff. It’s funny – when you’re younger, people emphasize so many of the fun things about getting older, like being able to see a PG-13 movie or go clubbing, but at a certain point, everything you hear about being grown up is bad. If you go online and search for things about being over 25, everything you read about is bad. It’s all about having more responsibilities, making more sacrifices, and facing harsh realities, which I am absolutely unwilling to do.
I remember one summer when I was supposed to sign up for driving lessons, but I missed the deadline, so I would have to wait until the following summer. The following summer I was supposed to be getting a summer job, so I would have had to work the driving lesson around it. My mom asked me if I was gonna to be “mature” enough to handle that, or if I was gonna be crying that I didn’t have time to be sitting on a bench somewhere with my friends. I told her that I was absolutely not mature enough to handle that, nor would I ever be. If I was stuck having a job, then every moment of time I spent not at my job would be 100 percent mine, and there was no way that I would be willing to work driving lessons into my summer schedule when I already had a job.
In all my life, I have only ever heard the word “mature” used to describe doing things that aren’t fun, prioritizing responsibilities over fun, or otherwise having characteristics that I do not ever want to have. I have never in my entire life heard someone talk about being mature enough to do something that I actually wanted to do. I am a hedonist. Fun is my priority. Since I’ve never heard “mature” associated with fun, I will never be mature.
2. I will never accept adult responsibilities. I don’t cook or clean or do anything that adults are expected to do, I never will, and I will never let anyone into my life who pushes me to do these things. I will not follow people on Facebook who mainly post about cooking and cleaning and being exhausted after work and going to bed early. I don’t want to be anywhere near that lifestyle. (Cooking is fine if it's someone's interest or passion - I'm talking about when people list it as a chore they've accomplished). People around me talk about taking care of things at home like it’s a normal part of life, but I never participate. When everyone else is talking about spring cleaning, I’m like, “You have fun with that, I’m going to the beach!” I do not hide my lifestyle from anyone. If you come over, you get to see what my apartment looks like. If you don’t like it, you can leave. It’s that simple. I will NEVER apologize for messes and I hate it when other people apologize. Every single time that another person apologized to me for their house being messy, I’d look around and think, “But this is what my place looks like when I’ve cleaned it.”
3. I act how I feel, and being mature means not acting how you feel. Ever notice how parents often expect their older child to let their younger siblings have their way, because the older kids are expected to be less upset about not getting their way simply because they’re older? Yeah, I don’t play by those rules. I have every right to scream and cry and throw all the tantrums I want when I don’t get my way, and I will never, ever outgrow that. People always say "Grow up!" when they want you to get over something and not be as upset as you are about it. Remember in elementary school, when the teachers would tell you to "Act your age" when you were either fooling around or throwing a tantrum over something? Telling people to grow up is all about telling them to behave and not be so upset over things and get over themselves. I cannot tell you how many times in the course of my life that I did something out of anger and people would tell me that they thought I was “past that,” as if I was going to reach an age where I would just stop reacting that way. I am never going to stop reacting that way. I will never suck it up, tough it out, or get over myself. I am ALWAYS going to scream and cry and complain for days and weeks and months and years straight without ever taking a breath. I will always act how I feel.
Additionally, I will never use the word “childish” as an insult and I will never compare someone to a child as a form of criticism, such as, “She was like a two-year-old having a tantrum!” because this language perpetuates the idea that there is anything wrong with being more like a child.
4. I will never give up my childhood dreams in order to be a productive member of society. I have a job now, but I identify as a writer and I am going to be published. My paying job has absolutely nothing to do with who I am. The fact that I have a day job to support myself does not make me less of a writer or less of anything that I want to be. My goal every day is to be the person that I aspired to be as a child, not that person that everyone else expects me to be as an adult.
I HATE that people view me as a responsible adult just because I live on my own and pay bills and have held down the same job for almost four years. Hate it. Because that’s not me at all. Back when I was with my ex, I didn’t have a job for a long time and I pretended that I was looking for a job much harder than I actually was because I never really wanted to work. When I was a kid and saw media about adults who were freeloaders and didn’t want to work, it bothered me that other people judged them for being that way. I saw myself in Oscar from Hey Arnold. I saw myself as Dewey in School of Rock, and it bothered me soooooo much that characters who don’t wanna do any work are portrayed in such a negative way. I got so much judgement from my ex and his family for the fact that I had no job and slept till noon. The fact that I have a job now worries me because I’m afraid I’ll attract someone who cares about my having a job and perceives me as a responsible adult even though I say I’m not, we’ll get married, something will happen – I’ll either lose my job because something bad happens and I don’t feel well enough to work anymore (I thought I was gonna lose my job when my grandma died last year and I still have no idea how I didn’t), or because I decide I’m done acting professional and I tell someone off or throw a stapler out the window or something like that, or I just decide to quit because I don’t wanna work anymore, and I won’t have another job lined up, and I won’t try very hard at looking for another one, and the other person will get really upset that they have to support me because I’m not working when the reality is that I was never a responsible adult to begin with. I can see that happening in my future, and it bothers me that I’m always gonna attract the wrong kind of people – the kind with expectations – as long as I have a job. I need a neon sign on my forehead saying that I am not productive and never will be, and don’t try to be with me if you’ve got a problem with that. It took my ex three years to see that sign.
5. I will never leave anything behind that I still enjoy. I will always do the things I enjoy until they stop giving me pleasure and I will never give up something that I still want to do because of my age or stage of life. This includes things like playing with my toys, reading the books and watching the movies and TV shows that I like, playing the games I like, spending my weekends having fun, writing whatever I want online, and celebrating holidays and birthdays the way I want to.
I work with a lot of people who are closer to my parents’ age, and often when I ask if they did anything fun for New Year’s or Halloween or their birthdays, they tell me that they didn’t do much and that they are “past that stage.” Now, it’s totally up to each person how big they want to celebrate things, but it’s that idea of being “past that stage” that bothers me. It makes me feel like people will eventually expect me to be past that stage as well. I will not be. Nothing is a stage. I do everything I did as a kid that I still love and I celebrate big and I have no intention of moving on from or simplifying any of the things that I like to do.
6. I will never put anything I care about on hold, for any reason, ever. I once knew someone who went through a divorce, was forced to move to a new home, and ended up in a financial mess. The first thing that she did after moving was buy a dog. Another person I spoke to was surprised that this person went out and bought a dog when she was in a financial mess and had so many things to handle, that it would have made more sense for her to wait and get a dog once she had her new life established and was in less of a mess. But I fully supported this person buying a dog right away no matter what kind of mess she was in, because she loved dogs. I was passionate about theatre at the time that this happened, and I knew that I always had to be involved in a show no matter what. I do what I care the most about, and I will never take a break from doing what I love for any reason whatsoever – not for school, not to focus on my career, not because I can’t afford it, not because I have too many other responsibilities, etc. The only time I will ever put what I love on hold is if something traumatic is happening in my life to the point that I don’t feel well enough to do anything. But if I ever go through a divorce or lose my job or have to go back to school or end up in some huge financial mess, the first thing I’m going to do is whatever I want to do the most, and everything else will have to come after that.
7. If I don’t feel well, I don’t function. End of story. I will never pull myself up by my bootstraps and deal with life, nor will I allow anyone who pushes that on me to remain a part of my life.
8. I expect to be cuddled, coddled, and not be treated harshly in any way. I was recently watching MasterChef Junior and noticing how it doesn’t make me cringe the way that the adult version does because the judges are so much nicer to the kids because they’re kids. They do sometimes get too harsh, but it’s nowhere near as bad as the adult version. I expect to be treated the way the kids are treated. No one is allowed to have higher expectations of me because I’m older, or be harsher with me because I can “handle” it. I am not handling it. I demand to be handled with “kid gloves” my entire life.
9. I will never become fully independent. I am the absolute clingiest person you will ever meet and I will never accept “clingy” as a bad word. I got a lot of pressure in my last relationship to be independent and non-clingy, but that is not how I roll. I will latch onto you like a limpet and never let go, and never ever be okay without you. If I need cuddles then I will scream and cry until I get cuddles, I will never move on and function without cuddles.
I once read a question on a work-related advice column where someone was asking if it was socially acceptable for their boyfriend to meet them for lunch at work, since no one else at their office did that. The main concern was about if it was okay for their boyfriend to be on company property when they were outside at the picnic tables. The response was that yes it should be okay, but don’t do it every single day or you will look immature, like you can’t go a whole work day without seeing your boyfriend. You know what? I can’t go a whole work day without seeing my boyfriend and there is absolutely nothing wrong with that! Okay, I don’t have a boyfriend anymore and I didn’t exactly see him while I was at work, but before I found a job, I used to see him every day when he came home for lunch, and I used to stop by his workplace all the time (which his workplace was fine with – it was a casual environment). But even now, I call my mom a lot during work, and I text back and forth with her every single day while I’m at work. She’s the main person I talk to at work, but I also email and text my other friends as well, and I used to text my boyfriend all day long while I was at work. Now, when I say “at work,” I am talking about breaks and lunch, not when I’m on the clock. But my point is, I don’t think I have ever gone a single workday without talking to someone I’m close to outside of work, and I never intend to. I have also never gone more than a few days without a hug and cuddles, and I never intend to. I realize now how big of a problem it was for me to be at college and go such long stretches of time without physical affection, that I will never put myself in a position like that again. Ever. No matter what. Going any length of time without both physical affection and getting to talk about my feelings for as long as I want to is flat-out unacceptable to me. I also regularly email my friend Eli saying, “I read this thing and it made me feel bad, can you say something to make me feel better?” In those exact words. I regularly run to Eli’s house for hugs and for them to say things to make me feel better and fix all of my problems for me. You can ask them and they will confirm this. I will never become independent and live without that intense level of support.
Additionally, I have a memory of being strapped into my car seat when I was about 3 years old while my dad tried to drive the car up my grandma’s hill during the winter and the car started sliding down the hill by itself. I knew we were sliding, but I had no fear because I figured my dad was a grownup and he knew what to do. I want to maintain that feeling for my entire life. I know it’s hard. I know if that happened again now with my dad driving I would be freaking out, but I want to maintain as much of that secure feeling that I can. I want to know that I can count on other people (and they can count on me) and feel safe and secure. I want to operate my life knowing that I have that safety net and never behave in a fully-independent way.
10. I will never subscribe to the sexist assumptions about what it means to be an adult woman. I read a lot of feminist posts about how women are expected to grow up and be responsible while it’s more socially okay for men to act like children forever. (And the experiences of non-binary people are often erased altogether). When I see these arguments, the point is often that we need to start holding men to the high standards that we hold women to. And I always hate that because *I* want to be held to the lower standards that men are held to! And to be clear, and I NOT talking about the “boys will be boys” attitude when it comes to rape and sexual assault. It is NEVER okay to sexually harass or assault someone, regardless of your sex or gender. But I’m talking about all the other stuff – how it’s more socially acceptable for men to not want children, it’s more socially acceptable for men to not do any work around the house, or do less work than their female partner does, it’s much more acceptable for their lives to be focused around their own interests and to do very little unpaid labor. I see jokes in the media about men being incompetent and not knowing how to buy groceries or cook their own food or clean the house or take care of children. I see a stereotype of dads being fun and moms being the ones to enforce rules and help with homework and get the kids to bed on time and all of the not-fun stuff. I saw a social experiment on the show What Would You Do? where kids were being very disruptive in a restaurant and the other patrons were much more understanding when the kids were with their dad than when they were with their mom because they held the mom to higher standards of being able to manage her kids. I am not living by any of those standards!!! And I HATE it when the arguments that I read against these things are all about holding men accountable the way that we hold women accountable, holding men to the standards that we hold women to. I do not want to be held to those standards!!! I want to live in a culture where is acceptable for ME, as a woman, to have no clue how to buy groceries or cook my own food and have no intention of learning, to never keep the house clean, to never want children, to be the “fun” parent if I did have children and not deal with the not-fun stuff, and to have the attitude that I will not do unpaid labor, that I’ve already worked all day to make money and that’s about all the work I’ll ever do and when get home I’m just gonna have fun and enjoy myself and NOT do anymore work. I do not mean to suggest that every man has this attitude, but I’m saying that it’s much more socially acceptable for men to have this attitude than women, and I am not accepting that. I plan to live my life with this mentality. I always see these arguments where people want men to be judged equally harshly for the things I just described, but I do not want that at all – I want a world where we are all judged equally non-harshly for those things.
11. I want to always feel entitled to do whatever I want and never face any consequences and never feel like I have to earn anything. I don’t want to be like those people who claim they earned the right to something they think is “bad” because they did “good” stuff the rest of the week – I want to just do all the bad stuff I want and not feel bad about it. One time there was a Facebook survey circling around and one of the questions was “Have you ever considered being a model?” I wrote my honest answer, which was no. I explained that while I was planning to become an actress, singer, and dancer, modeling never quite appealed to me. It just didn’t seem like it would be any fun to just walk down the aisle in an outfit or to stand there and get your picture taken. I was the only person who answered that way. Everyone else who took the survey made a comment like “No way do I look like a model!” or “Too short!” or “I like food!” I am five feet tall. I was never willing to go on a diet and lose weight. And yet, if I had wanted to be a model, I would have insisted on being a model. I would have gone through life saying that that’s what I was going to be because I wanted to no matter how I looked. I would have felt entitled to do whatever I wanted. One time at a high school play rehearsal, I overheard a classmate talking about how the world of theatre is harsh and you’re going to get lots of harsh criticism and if you can’t handle that then you should get out because that’s just how that world is. And I sat there thinking, well, I am an actress, and I am also a person who cannot handle harsh criticism, so no, I am not getting out. It did not even cross my mind that I should consider pursuing a different career – I knew I wanted to do theatre, I knew I had very thin skin, and those things would just have to coexist somehow because I never intended to change either one. I never want to question whether I can do what I want to do. I want to go out into the world and say, “I’m gonna do whatever I want simply because I want to” and I will not listen to reason.
12. I will never live by any kind of “as long as” rules. Whenever I search online for other people like myself who are technically adults and still play with toys and play tag and hide and seek or whatever young stuff they like to do, all of the “supportive” responses have a similar message: Do whatever you want as long as it doesn’t affect your job, as long as you can support yourself, as long as you are still keeping up with your other adult responsibilities. It was the same way when we were kids – even the most liberal, free-for-all parents I encountered were like, Do whatever you want as long as you do your chores and keep your grades up. Yeah, I’m not living by any “as long as” rules. I wrote The Unencrypted Truth while I was unemployed. I did not put that project, or any other projects, on hold while I was job-searching. And it affected my job search deeply. I am a one-thing-at-a-time kind of person, and I slowed way down in sending out job apps during the time that I was working on that essay. In fact, I think the only job interviews I had while I was writing The Unencrypted Truth were the ones where recruiters contacted me about opening, not the ones where I actually applied to the jobs on my own. Everything I do has an impact on school, work, and whatever other stuff there is to do. Just the other day I put bars of soap in the fridge because I was daydreaming, and that’s not even unusual for me. My priorities are in MY order, not your order, and I will never live by anyone else’s rules in that regard.
13. There’s a quote from the movie What Happens in Vegas that has always resonated with me, “I’d rather do nothing and be happy than do something I know I don’t love.” I mean that. I truly am happier doing absolutely nothing at all than I am accomplishing things that I don’t really care about. A huge part of why I didn’t get out of bad situations sooner than I did was that I felt like I needed a backup plan. I felt like it wasn’t okay to just do nothing. When I wanted to quit college, I didn’t because I didn’t have a backup plan. I had no clue what I would do if I quit. Now, that shouldn’t have mattered. My well-being was at stake and since feeling good and having fun are my top priorities, I should have just quit without thinking it through, without having to make a backup plan. I should have just said, I don’t like this, it’s not what I wanted, so I’m quitting. I never have the guts to do that because I feel like it’s not okay to do that without a backup plan. I understand that most people need their jobs to survive, even if they don’t enjoy them, so it’s not feasible for everyone to just quit when they’re not happy. But I had the option to quit. I had my parents to support me, I had a home to go to, it wasn’t as if I needed college to survive, it wasn’t a source of income or anything. Heck, I couldn’t even bring myself to quit my college major when I realized I hated it because I felt like I had to know what I would change it to before I dropped it (I did eventually quit biology, but it was only after I made a decision to do psychology instead. I felt like I couldn’t quit until I knew what I would do in place of it, which caused me to go through two additional semesters that sucked). I’m done with that. From now on, I’m gonna live by this quote. I know I’m much happier doing nothing than accomplishing things I don’t care about, so I’m gonna be much faster to quit things that I don’t like going forward.
14. I am not interested in having adult friendships where we meet at a coffee shop and talk about the weather and don’t go deep. I’m interested in having kid-style friendships where we build pillow forts and share super deep dark secrets. I am always going to share secrets with friends like I did as a child, I am never going to reach a stage of life where I only talk about superficial things and keep my deep feelings to myself.
15. I will always be my real self no matter what. I will never suck up to anyone, nor will I ever engage in impression management by monitoring the way I speak and behave around other people. I will never refrain from posting everything I want to post online because I’m worried what other people think. I will never refrain from dressing an acting how I want to in public in case I happen to run into someone “important.” I will always dress to express, not to impress. I will always be myself and never fake anything in order to get by. Ever. Even if I choose not to share everything with a particular person, I will never actively pretend to be something I’m not around them. Not for in-laws, not for people at work, not for anyone.
I will host sleepover parties, not cocktail parties. I will never ever invite someone over if I feel like I have to make a good impression on them. Either we’re super intimate (or on the path to becoming super intimate) or I’m not inviting you over and I’m not pursuing the relationship. I will never do professional networking. I am only interested in meeting people for the purpose of making friends and becoming deeply close friends. I am not interested in having a general network or social circle of people I know where we never get deep or where I’m not 100 percent myself around them. I’m never inviting my boss over to my house for dinner. I would only ever invite people over who I’m deeply close with and I don’t have to do any kind of impression management around them. I only build relationships for warm and cuddly purposes, not for the purpose of getting job offers. I will only ever pursue friendships with people whom I can relax and be myself around and never have to have my guard up around. I want to live with my guard down all the time. I will be myself all the time no matter what.
16. I will always be a kid of “today.” Yes, I have my 1990’s and 2000’s nostalgia, those are my eras and will always be a huge part of me. But there are a lot of times that I don’t feel like I’m a part of my own generation. People my age post things about how when we were kids we respected our parents and did our chores and homework and ate what was placed in front of us, and I’m thinking, who’s “we?” I never did any of those things, I was a wild child, and I would give anything to have grown up in a time where my parents would have yelled at my teachers for disciplining me rather than yelling at me for getting in trouble. I was not a good kid and whenever people complain about “kids today” they are talking about people like me. I’m not a kid of the 90s. I’m not a kid of the 2000s. I’m not even a kid of 2017. I’m a kid of today, of the perpetual today. When I’m 70 years old and my peers are complaining about how “kids today” have no respect and run wild compared to the way we used to be, I’ll say, “Speak for yourself! I AM a kid of today!”
17. I will always treat children as equals and I will never expect them to show me more respect than they show each other just because I am an adult. I will be careful about how I treat people who have less power than me, rather than more. If a child hits me, that is the same as hitting a peer, not worse. I will never expect children to behave the way that I want them to or to do what I tell them when they don’t want to. I have no right to tell children what to do or to have expectations about their behavior.
I will never use the fact that “I’m an adult” as a way to justify anything because that discriminates against children. When someone mistreats me, I will never complain that they are treating me “like a child” because that implies that it would be okay to treat a child that way, which it would not be. I will never say that I deserve respect, privacy, etc, because “I’m an adult” because that implies that it is okay to deny these things to children, which it is not. I may be a legal adult, but I will never be a part of adultism. [link]
18. I will never make peace with The System. I will never stop saying Fuck the System and I will never have respect for authority and I will never push anyone to take responsibility for their own actions when the system is responsible for everything. It’s not a “phase” that I’m ever going to “outgrow.” I’m not okay with having to go to school and having to get a job and I will always fight those things and never accept those realities. There’s a blog I used to follow where people wrote in questions related to work and job-searching, and two people wrote in that they basically hate having a job and don’t want to do any kind of work at all. These people were advised – both by the blog author and by lots of people in the comments – to see a therapist because they probably had depression or some other mental illness. While the people advising this were sincerely trying to be helpful (not saying it in a mean way), it’s not okay that that’s the conclusion we jump to when someone says that they just don’t want to have a job. We create a system that we expect everyone to function in, and anyone who doesn’t do that must have some sort of issue. Yeah, I’ll never fall for that BS. It’s the system that’s got the problem. I am never going to change myself to fit into the world – I will change the world to fit me.
19. I will only learn from past mistakes in the ways that I want to, and not in any ways that I don’t want to. When I was in college, I got trouble for something that I posted on Facebook. I was almost kicked out of school. After this experience, I got a lot of pressure from my parents and from the counselor I was seeing at college to quit Facebook altogether. I said no. I said no every single time the subject came up. I made it explicitly clear time and time again that I was not willing to either delete my account or to stop posting so much on my account. The counselor never accepted this and was still pushing me to get rid of Facebook up until the last time I ever saw her. My mom pushed me about not posting personal stuff online for another two years after college. She never really let up until I started lying and telling her that I barely used Facebook anymore. It wasn’t until very recent years that I’ve been able to casually mention posting on Facebook or my blog and not have it turn into a fight.
I was never willing to “learn” from my mistake by being more careful what I posted online. Never. I am more careful with who can see my posts, but I am not more careful with what I post.
I take more precautions now, such as double-checking who I am emailing or texting before hitting “send,” and triple-checking if it’s something really private. I have taken more precautions to make sure that employers cannot find my Facebook account or blog. But I am NOT, under any circumstances, willing to just not post anything that could get me into trouble. Getting in trouble for that college post was on the level of getting a serious injury while playing a sport you love, but being ready to get back in the game as soon as you can.
When I was interviewing for a job once, the hiring manager asked me if I would be willing to relocate if an opportunity opened up at another one of their offices. I said no. My job recruiter told me that this was the “wrong” answer and that I should have said that I would consider it, that I should sound open to opportunities and not slam the door shut like that. I explained to the recruiter that I did not want to be dishonest, because my honest answer is a firm “no,” and it is not in any way contingent upon the opportunity. He said something to the effect of, “Well, I’m not telling you to be dishonest per se, but you could kind of circle around the question and sound more open…” What he didn’t realize was that lying about this particular thing would have been traumatic for me. (Just the experience of being pressured to lie about it left me feeling bad for several weeks). College was a traumatic experience, and I have been analyzing that experience for so long and thinking about what I did wrong that led me to my college in the first place. One big issue was that I lied in my college interview. Not about my grades or accomplishments or anything – I went along with a lot of things that the person asked me if I might be interested in doing once I was at college, when I knew I wasn’t really interested. One of those things was studying abroad. Something I’ve learned from my college experience is that when you lie and say, “Sure, I’d like to study abroad,” you’re not just saying that you’d like to study abroad. What you’re really communicating is, “I’m the kind of person who would like to study abroad.” And sometimes you don’t know what that means. Sometimes you find out too late that you’re surrounded by people who are willing to do that thing that you’re not, and you don’t belong. I think the fact that I was not willing to study abroad made me extremely different from my college peers, and that if I had been fully honest in the interview and said “absolutely not” to that question, I may have been knocked out of the running. I am trying every day to learn from that experience and to not agree to things that I would never do. And to tell basically the same lie at job interview, after what that lie had caused me in the past, would have been traumatic for me.
When it comes to things like lying at interviews, I’m expected to do it rather than learning from my past experience and being honest. When it comes to things like posting on Facebook, I’m expected to learn from the past and stop posting even though I don’t want to. The truth is, I regret doing things in the past that made me miserable, even if they led to good results. I am happy about things I did in the past that made me happy in the moment, even if they had negative consequences later on. And I deeply regret all of the times that I let something go when I wanted to tell someone off, and when I acted happy when I wasn’t. It’s funny: when we were kids, adults used to tell us that part of growing up is learning from your mistakes, but now that I’m an adult, most people actively encourage me to make the same mistakes that I did when I was younger, and to “learn” from things that I do not regret. Not happening. I will only ever learn from the past in the ways that I want to and not in the ways that society tells me to.
20. This is not a phase. I’m not going to wake up one morning and say, “Well, now I’m done with my ‘quarter-life crisis’ and I’m gonna start acting like a responsible adult. I used to throw the term “quarter-life crisis” around freely, but I no longer use it because it has an implication that you’re eventually going to work through the crisis and move on. It has an implication that you are having trouble adjusting to adulthood but you’re eventually going to work through it. This is not *my* problem. I don’t adjust to things. I expect the world to adjust to me. The fact that other people have expectations of me that I’m not willing to meet is their problem, not mine. The fact that it’s sometimes harder to be able to do the things I want to do is a problem with my society, not a problem with me. The fact that we judge people for doing what they want at any age (think about how negatively some people react to seeing a 60-year-old woman wearing a super tight mini-skirt and going night clubbing without a date) is a problem with our culture. If anyone has a problem, it’s those of us who judge people for doing what they want at any age, not those of us who do what we want at any age.
A lot of people just assume that everything you do is a phase and that you’ll eventually “come around.” Yeah, I’m not coming around. Ever. You need to understand that. If you are a responsible adult who acts your age, that’s fine, we can still be friends, but you can’t expect me to ever grow up and become like you. I’m 29 years old, but I’m still a teenager on the inside. If you consider yourself to be 29 (or however old you are) on the inside, then you are a 29-year-old who is best friends with a teenager. When we are in our 50s, you’ll be a 50-year-old who is best friends with a teenager. You need to understand that now. You need to understand that I’m not going to grow up even if you do. Forever means forever. It doesn’t mean “until we grow up and come to our senses.”
21. I will no longer hide my age in order to be more accepted. Years ago, back when I had my online journal and in the first few years of my blog, I especially made sure to not reveal my age. The reason was that I did not want to be judged for being the way I am, at the age that I’m at. On the internet, no one had to know my age. I figured that if I sound 13, I should just let people think I’m 13 rather than judging me for being over 25. When I told Eli about keeping my age private, they pointed out to me that while keeping my age a secret does protect me from being criticized for it, it also prevents me from connecting with other people like me. At the time, I felt like the risk was too high and I wanted to avoid judgement, but I am done with that now. I’m 29 and this is me, and I’m not going to literally pretend to be younger than I am – I’m going to continue doing what I want and behaving the way I want while being 29. I once read a Tumblr post that said, “Be the person you needed when you were younger.” I was lucky to grow up with a lot of loving, supportive adults who were always there for me and whom I could count on. I had a lot of role models and I wasn’t lacking in support or mentorship. But one thing I never had as a child was an adult who lived the life that I wanted to live when I grew up. I never saw an adult model the kind of behavior that I planned to have as an adult.
And I’ve realized now that being an adult who still behaves the way I do and still believes what I believed as a kid and never adopted adult beliefs, adult responsibilities, adult goals, or an adult lifestyle – that is the kind of person I needed and didn’t have when I was younger. Someone to reassure me that there were adults out there who never grew up by modeling the lifestyle that I wanted to have. So I’m not going to hide my real age anymore. I’m going to be my real self and do everything I’ve described in this post, and let everyone know that I’m 29 while doing it.
22. I will NEVER invalidate my younger self. It’s common thing to tell people that they won’t remember stuff ten years from now or that nothing that matters now will still matter in ten years, but I do still remember everything and it does still matter! EVERYTHING STILL MATTERS!!!!!! When I look back and think about the things that upset me ten years ago, or even twenty years ago, all of those things still matter and they are all still valid!!!! Even if something doesn’t matter to me right now in the literal sense because the situation is long over, I never look back and say that doesn’t matter anyone because it did matter at the time and never look back and say whatever, it’s the past. I will NEVER put the pat behind me and absolutely everything I ever felt when I was younger is still valid and real and I do not look back and laugh about it or think that I was silly for doing what I did or feeling how I felt or reacting the way that I reacted. EVER. IT IS ALL STILL VALID!!!!!
If someone pushed me into the pool when I didn't know how to swim because they knew that it would teach me how to swim, that would not be okay. The fact that something "worked" on me will never make it acceptable to me. Adults always told me that I would look back and understand that it was okay that they did what they did to me, but it is STILL NOT OKAY and I will never get to a point of saying that non-consensual things done to me as a child were okay. EVER. If something sucked for me when I was younger, I'm happy if kids don't have to go through the same thing anymore. I never think that someone should have to go through something just because I did when I was their age, especially if that something was not okay with me at the time.
I have no intention of ever being friends again with people who hurt me severely and directly. The only way that I’m willing to be friends again with someone who hurt me is if:
1. What this individual did was not traumatic for me – it wasn’t something that haunted me and affected me for years after it happened.
2. The person sincerely apologizes for what they did to hurt me and is committed to treating me better going forward.
3. We were both so young when it happened that it’s very reasonable to think that they wouldn’t do it again.
4. This person didn’t hurt me directly – they were part of a group that hurt me, but they were never the ring-leader, and it is reasonable to assume that we would get along fine if we are away from the toxic situation.
But that’s it. Those things have to be true. I’m not gonna just go hold hands and sing campfire songs with people who’ve hurt me because I’m over it and it was in the past. I have no intention of ever being the “bigger person” and doing that sort of thing.
Also, I would not say that in general, things bother me less now than they did when I was younger. It’s all circumstantial. Having someone pressure me to do something I don’t want to do in college was a much bigger deal then than it is now because I lived on campus and could not get away from the person. Now, as long as I don’t work with the person, it is much easier to control how much time I spend with them, or to simply choose not to spend time with them at all if they keep pushing me. But that is not because I’ve matured – it’s because I have more control over my situation now. If I were back in college, everything would be just as bad as it was back then, and I would behave just as badly now as I did back then. If I were back in any of my past circumstances, I do not see myself being less bothered by things and I do not see myself behaving any better. I’ve changed only because my circumstances have changed, not because I’ve grown up.
I have journals dating back to age 10 and I never look at anything I’ve written and thing that I was being silly or overreacting or anything. Even if I wouldn’t be as excited, upset, or worried about something now, I never look back and think that there was anything silly about how I felt before. That’s why I’m extremely cautious about who I share my younger stuff with, because it sometimes seems like an adult bonding activity to say “Look how silly I was back then.” I don’t have much of a distinction in my mind between “back then” and now. I was the same person my entire life – I don’t have a concept of “my younger self” so no it is not okay for you to laugh at stuff from when I was younger because that is the same as laughing at me now. I don’t draw any kind of a distinction.
There’s a common trend among bloggers to say that they don’t want people reading their blog from the very beginning because everything they wrote was so bad back then and they’re so embarrassed by it, but I cannot relate to that at all. The reason that I deleted my old Facebook profile and the online journal I kept during college was that it made ME feel bad to look back. I deleted that stuff for my own mental health so that I wouldn't keep reliving my worst memories. (And I do have a printed record of my online journal – I never delete stuff entirely, the same way I would never get rid of my paper journals). But I am not ashamed of any of it and it's not anything that I think is silly now.
I am sometimes embarrassed by the quality of my past writing, but not by what it was about at the core. It’s like if you were a talented artist and you looked back at a picture you drew when you were younger of all your friends playing on the playground, you might feel embarrassed at how the drawing looks compared to how your artwork looks now, you may not want anyone to see how unskilled your artwork used to be, but it’s unlikely that you’d be thinking, “Why on earth did I draw a picture of my friends playing on the playground? What a silly thing to draw a picture of!” THAT is how I feel about my past writing. It’s only ever the quality that I criticize, not the content. I agree with almost everything that I meant to say when I was younger, even if I think I could have written it in a more effective way.
When I was in high school, I wrote an online journal entry that was titled “Am I fucking cursed or something???!!!” about how upset I was that my mom wouldn’t let me go see fireworks with my friends and said that I had to go to a family barbeque instead. The post was almost entirely in caps lock and screaming and crying. When I look back at that post, I don’t think it was silly. I don’t judge myself badly in any way whatsoever for being that upset and for posting that way. What I see is confidence. I see a post written by someone who felt entitled to her own feelings, who demanded that her friends reading the post respect her feelings as well, and who had no fear of being cut down or invalidated. I spent years working to get that voice back into my writing (and I achieved that in 2014). But when I look back at that post, my reaction is “YOU GO GIRL!” because I am behaving exactly the way I want to behave in that post and not being held back at all.
23. Branching off of not invalidating my younger self, I have no intention of leaving the past behind me and moving on. EVER. When I was 12, I made a memory collage on my wall with show programs, party invitations, and all kinds of other mementos of fun events. In addition to all the current stuff I had, I dug through boxes in the basement and found all sorts of old stuff my parents had saved, like school concert programs, dance recital programs from when I was only 3, and my preschool graduation program. I scrunched all of these things onto one side of the wall, leaving room for a collage to expand as I added more memorabilia. When that collage was on my wall, I felt solid. I felt happy and whole and deeply fulfilled at having my entire life altogether. I had a strong sense that it was all one life, all the same life, that the little three-year-old girl listed in the dance recital program was the same person as the sixteen-year-old girl listed in the high school play program. That connection made me happy and it made me feel whole.
When I left for college and came home, felt so disconnected from the collage on my wall. I felt like that girl wasn’t me anymore. I felt more disconnection between my college self and my high school self than I did between my sixteen-year-old self and my three-year-old self. I mean that. And it was NOT okay. I know a lot of people will say that that’s okay, it’s part of growing up and expanding your horizons and all that but I never wanted to change. I never wanted to be a different person. Ever since I left college, I’ve been trying to move backwards, to be the person I was before I ever left home. I feel like I’ve finally succeeded at that. When I finished the validation book, I had this huge sense that this was me, that I am everything that I want to be through that book. But what I’ve discovered even more recently is that the reason I have been feeling much better in the past few years is because I’m starting to feel connected to my past again. I’m starting to feel like it’s all one life, all one timeline, and I’m all one person. That deep connection to my past, that feeling that I can put all my memories on the same collage and they all just fit perfectly together – THAT is what makes me happy. I am never subscribing to any of this new age focus on the present and leave the past behind you trend. That doesn’t work for me and it is not okay for anyone to push that on me. My goal is to maintain this connection to my past, and if I ever feel it fading, if I ever start to feel like I’m not the same person I was on that wall collage, I will immediately run away from whatever is causing me to feel disconnected and find a safe space where I can connect again.
24. I am not eating candy-coated broccoli, which is what everyone markets to adults. Just look at cereal commercials. Kids’ cereal commercials are fully of bright colors and cute characters and a “Yay let’s have fun and play with our food!” attitude. Adult cereal commercials are like, “This cereal is all-natural, all organic, no high-fructose corn syrup, no artificial coloring, this cereal will help you lose weight and will reduce the risk of heart disease and cancer and diabetes.” Even with things that are actually fun, they are always marketed to adults in terms of health benefits. The trampoline park markets itself to kids (and parents who take their kids but don’t jump) as being tons of fun, but it markets itself to adult-jumpers as being a great workout. Every fun active thing that’s marketed to adults is about it being a great workout. In fact, in most of my “adult” life, I’ve rarely ever done a fun active activity without everyone around me commenting about how it’s such a great workout and we’re gonna burn so many calories and all that. It’s very, very rare that I can be around other adults doing something fun and active and have it truly just be about fun for everyone, like playing on the playground. Everything is marketed to adults as “This is so much fun you won’t even realize you’re getting a workout!” or “This tastes so similar to ice cream that you won’t even realize it’s not real ice cream!” or “Studies have shown that doing this activity that you used to do for fun as a child may help reduce stress and improve your memory and reduce the risk of dementia.” Yuck!!!!!! I don’t want candy-coated broccoli, I just want pure candy!!!!
I used to do dance and perform onstage and I’ve even choreographed my own routines. I love getting up on stage and performing in front of a crowd and getting all the spotlight and applause! And even if you’re not into being in front of people, dance exists for fun! Like going to a wild dance party. You know what I came across? A workout DVD about how to have a ballerina body. It was literally having you do all the dance moves that a ballet dancer does, but not for the purpose of honing the craft of ballet, not for the purpose of performing in front of a crowd and getting applause. Nope. It was telling you to take all the stuff that used to be fun and do it just to make your body look a certain way. That’s how ballet is marketed to adults.
Oh, by the way, coloring is not relaxing. Coloring is pure fun and artistic and mentally stimulating and it’s all about creating that work of art and going waaaaaaayyyy outside the lines and expressing yourself to the max! It is not about de-stressing so you’re better able to do grownup stuff.
And whenever something pure-fun is marketed to adults, it’s usually super expensive. It’s not like the way kids can just go to public playgrounds and play there for free. And the reason these specialty fun things are so expensive for adults is because they’re such freaking novelties! They’re not a normal thing that everyone does every day, the way that I used to go to the playground every day when I was younger. I’m not going to be an adult if it means candy-coated broccoli. I’m not accepting that. I plan to live a life full of real, pure, fun that is only for the sake of fun and absolutely nothing else.
25. I want to always feel like everything is open and I will never adult-style goals. I subscribed to American Girl magazine from age 11 to 18, and I still read it every so often. I have all of my magazines saved and I treat them like books, not something I’ll ever throw away. While American Girl is not perfect and does have a lot of issues, it’s the only magazine that I’ve ever really enjoyed. It’s marketed towards girls ages 8-14, but once I was older than that, I never ever found a magazine marketed to my own age group that I loved the way that I loved American Girl. I never found another one that I looked forward to reading and that gave me that warm and cozy feeling like American Girl did. Yes, American Girl did contain some pressure about what kind of person you should be, but it was much, much, more “be yourself” than any other magazine I ever read. There was one issue, March/April 2001, with an article about how to achieve goals. They gave several examples of girls who had achieved or were working on goals:
- A girl who wanted to help animals, so she started a website that helps people find their lost pets.
- A girl who wanted a lead role a play, but the plays that her school and community theatre performed didn’t have lead roles for girls her age, so she wrote her own musical so that she could have a lead role in it.
-A girl who wanted to learn how to swim the breaststroke for her swim team.
-A girl who was working to become an Olympic figure skater.
-A girl who worked to get violent video games removed from businesses, and presented her plan to members of Congress.
At the end of the article, they listed some of the most popular goals among American Girl readers, which were (in no particular order – they didn’t specify which ones were more popular):
-Get a story published.
-Start a band.
-Get better grades.
-Get a solo in a band concert.
-Make the team.
-Be a cheerleader.
-Save money for a special item.
-Make new friends.
-Be an actress.
-Help save the environment.
There was such a wide array of different things that a person could achieve! And my top goals at the time – being published and being an actress – were among some of the most popular goals of American Girl readers. American Girl also ran lots of articles about different things that girls did, including extreme sports and acting on Broadway and training dogs to be guide dogs, and all kinds of things. It just felt like the whole world was open and full of possibilities.
When I pick up a magazine now that’s aimed at people my age, the types of goals that it helps you to achieve are:
1. Lose weight.
2. Alter your appearance in some other way. Hurry up and rub this lotion on your skin before you start aging! Get waxed! Get Botox!
3. Lose more weight! Check out this new all-organic diet that worked for this celebrity!
4. Manipulate a man into liking you by pretending to be something you’re not.
5. Lose even more weight! Check out these exercises you can do every morning to get rid of belly fat while your kids are getting dressed and you’ve got your all-natural organic breakfast on the stove!
6. Get a promotion at work by sucking up.
7. Host a formal stuffy party where you make a good impression on everyone.
8. Squeeze 15 seconds of “me-time” into a schedule of a gazillion responsibilities that you handle with no sweat.
9. Did I mention lose weight?
I’ve never read anything aimed at people my own age that makes me feel like the world is open and I can achieve anything I want to achieve and have any kind of lifestyle I want to have and be any kind of person I want to be. Not like American Girl. Not like Sesame Street or Barney or any media that was aimed at me when I was younger. I’m not accepting that. I want to always feel the way that I did when I read American Girl magazine and felt like there were a million things that a person could do, not this narrow path that everyone pushes you on when you’re an adult.
26. I will never live vicariously through children. I’ve seen a lot of movies where adults push their kids to do something – for instance, to become a dancer or an athlete – because the adults wanted to do it when they were younger, and now they’re living vicariously through their kids. I never understood this concept. Even if you eliminate the fact that this is disrespectful to the children, I just never understood how a person could get that kind of vicarious pleasure. When I wanted to be an actor, singer, and dancer on Broadway, and I knew one thing for sure - I wanted to do it myself. Coaching my child to be an actress, singer, and dancer - even if my child actually made it to Broadway - would just never satisfy my desire to be on Broadway myself. It wouldn't even make a dent in my dream. I consider things like teaching and mentoring to be passions in and of themselves. In other words, that the joy you get from teaching a child how to do something is a different kind of joy that you would get from doing the thing yourself, and it does not replace doing the thing yourself. If I were going to be, say, a high school play director, I would have to enjoy the directing work itself. I would not enjoy a job like that simply because I love performing in plays. If I found that I did enjoy the directing work itself, it would bring me a different kind of pleasure, unrelated to the pleasure of performing. It would not replace performing, nor would it satisfy even the teensiest part of my desire to perform.
When I was a kid, I knew that I lived in a kid-centered culture, where we went places because I wanted to go and did things because I wanted to do them. I'd be playing on the playground and going in moon bounces and doing other activities meant for kids while the adults just watched. We'd go get ice cream just so I could get an ice cream cone while all the adults were on diets. I saw my parents working hard on my birthday parties while keeping their own birthdays very low-key. When you’re an adult, it's practically expected that part of your life will be about going to kids' soccer games and dance recitals, but it's less common to find adults who are in their own soccer games and dance recitals. It's expected that you'll be up all night decorating for your kids' birthday parties, but it's less common to find adults putting that same effort into their own birthday parties. It's expected that a lot of the “fun” activities you do will involve your kids doing fun activities while you sit and watch. I knew that I lived in a kid-centered culture, and I knew that I never wanted to be on the other side of it. I always wanted to go places that I wanted to go and do things I wanted to do. I wanted my life to always stay focused on my own fun and never have the central focus be on making someone else happy and letting them get to be the star while I hold the spotlight. I don't want to hold the spotlight. I always want to be in the spotlight no matter how old I get. I never plan to pass the baton and say, oh well, I'm older now so I guess I'll try to help someone else do the things I'd like to do. That doesn't satisfy me. Living vicariously through children does not satisfy me. I want to always be a star myself, not make someone else into the star that I could have been.
Here’s a test:
Out of all the people you know under age 20, how many are deeply involved in something other than school, such as art, music, theatre, sports, rock-collecting, etc?
Out of all the people you know over age 30, how many are deeply involved in something other than work or their family, such as art, music, theatre, sports, rock-collecting, etc?
Out of all the people you know under age 20, how many spend a lot of their non-school time doing activities that are purely for their own pleasure – not obligations, and not activities for the purpose of entertaining other people?
Out of all the people you know over age 30, how many spend a lot of their non-work time doing activities that are purely for their own pleasure – not obligations, and not activities for the purpose of entertaining other people?
Out of all the people you know under age 20, how many regularly do something huge for their birthday, like having a party with balloons and streamers and a cake, or going to a club or another special place, and expect to do it every year no matter what else is going on?
Out of all the people you know over age 30, how many regularly do something huge for their birthday, like having a party with balloons and streamers and a cake, or going to a club or another special place, and expect to do it every year no matter what else is going on?
Out of all the people you know under age 20, how many plan to become pop singers, Olympic athletes, movie stars, astronauts, or ballerinas?
Out of all the people you know over age 30, how many plan to become pop singers, Olympic athletes, movie stars, astronauts, or ballerinas?
And finally, out of all the people you know over age 30, how many are doing what they, as a child, truly wanted to do when they grew up?
THAT is why I will never become an adult.
Here’s to never growing up!