That’s it, 18-year-olds are adults and free to do what they want. You are an adult (at least on your identity card). In the eyes of the law and of society, you can buy what you want, get a tattoo, go abroad, live where you want, come back when you want… So cool. Let’s continue in the sequel.
Growing up, but keeping your part of childhood
Becoming an adult means first growing up, but also accepting to mature. We no longer have the same joys, the same ability to find it wonderful to jump in puddles when it has rained, to play for hours with our mechanics, to wait impatiently for our birthday… We discover others, but we can have a little nostalgia.
Let the children we were with help us choose. Indeed, what we liked yesterday can also help us find what we will like tomorrow… Jumping in puddles may turn into the desire to beat the record of Renaud Lavillenie (Olympic pole vault champion).
Being an adult, but not “old”
Becoming an adult also sometimes means saying to yourself that you are responsible for who you are going to become. And that can be creepy. But why is it creepy? Because we are afraid of screwing up and becoming outdated. Or not accomplishing what you really want before you die. Because it’s also very exciting to become an adult, we will be able to choose to do what we like, who we want to be.
It’s like taking the place of the “old people” who we have always considered to be very different from us: “when I grow up, I won’t be like you”. Some of these “old” people are even found to be old-fashioned, outdated, like this math teacher and his corduroy pants. So if we become adults, we will be like them. Will we have the same little quirks as them? Like when our mother wants to fix our hair at all costs before we go out? Or that our father always tells the same jokes?