There comes a time where we all have to grow up, we can keep a childish attitude but the inevitable circumstances of growing up will prevent us from keeping that same attitude in public. We can play childish games in public – like not stepping on the cracks or lines – but we will be judged, fired or even unfriended. Growing up is often a necessity to having a successful career and not being judged.
Today I saw a child playing the “can only step on the cracks” game and it made me feel nostalgic. Having never played such a game in many years it made me wonder at what point in my life I lost my childhood innocence, imagination and fun. Was it when I left school? Or during school? Was it after my first relationship, or maybe during?
The truth is it happened over time, there was no one maturing moment that made me lose my childhood, it all happened over the course of a few years with many maturing moments. Getting the bus by myself for the first time, leaving school, going to college and even y first relationship have defined who I am today and the level of maturity I have gained.
Is it bad to mature? No it really isn’t. Honestly, I believe that my best experiences have come to me as a mature teenager, and the very best experiences aware heat to present themselves. Love, work, cars, houses, cinema trips, nights out. Those are just a few things that maturity can bring you and it is not something to be feared.
Nostalgia is brilliant because it reminds us of a simpler time, but if we had that life back now would we not be bored? Would doing nothing not bore us? We lose a part of our imagination when we mature, a strange part of imagination that all children seem to share and connect over – with out it a life doing nothing would be unfulfilling and in effect make us feel depressed.
Growing up isn’t as bad as we make it out to be. Adulthood is for some reason a dirty word, people fear it because they think it represents responsibility, which in a sense is true, but adulthood is so much more than just responsibility. It is everything else, every other adult experience. Out first love, our first time, our first job, our first drink, even our first phone. This makes adulthood. Everything In between responsibility. Growing up is a magical thing.