How To: #BecomingAnAdultTips – 12

XWHY’s Justin Time avails us of the perils of growing into full manhood…whatever that might be…

Becoming an adult is a troublesome process. Few people make it out of adulthood alive. Whether you’re scraping twenty-one or hitting forty, there is always another mistake you didn’t know you needed to make as part of your overall growing process. Basically, this is a compilation of things you didn’t know you needed to know. I’ve done the research, the groundwork and a lot of really stupid sh** so that you don’t have to. From paddling pools to pirate costumes, achieving adult status is not always what it seems…

Tip no. 12 – Taking Pride in Your Successes

Youth comes with big ideals, big challenges and even bigger delusions.

Every teenage year comes with a new set of goals, whether they are the admirable objectives of passing your exams and getting into a good University, or the not-so-kosher aim to see boobs as many times as possible within a week.

3202378440_4f352d2540_o

In keeping with this goal-oriented lifestyle, youngsters usually have similarly high aims for life as an adult. 

The elusive oasis of fully-grownness looms in front of the starry-eyed teen. We imagine leaving University and rocketing through the world of business until we’re so rich even our guinea pig has a Bentley, or becoming a celebrity and, basically, seeing boobs as many times as possible during a week.

327468409_d70b9e6f6c_b

One of the things I’ve learned in my brief and, so far, unsatisfactory stint as a grown up, however, is that success is relative.

Those starry-eyed ideals soon melt away to reveal much more realistic targets. I realise that some of you may be raising an eyebrow at this maudlin turn of affairs. You’ve seen straight through my multiple boob references to the sad message of this tale. Clever you. It’s also in the title.

However, I urge you not to misunderstand me! Yes, it’s sad that as we get older we have to re-assess, but what I’ve found most joyful about this development is that rather than putting all my eggs in one ‘I must become James Dean’ shaped basket, every day has become full of tiny successes.

Take this week, for example. Yesterday, I decided success was measured in my reaching a point where I put on trousers, and here I am today, flushed with success. I mean I’m not wearing trousers yet, but I have put socks on, which is a big step.

WORDS: Justin Time

Image Credits:

Featured Image – Lance Shields

Boy and Graffiti – whatchumean

Monopoly – Andrea Allen

Author:

Related Posts

No Comments Yet

Leave a Comment