Growing Up Is A Trap
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Growing Up Is A Trap

And we said that we could't wait to grow up...

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Growing up sucks.

For many of us, moving off to college and having to experience life really made us feel like grown-ups, however, there is a different aspect to growing up that sucks just a little bit more than having to "adult."

So when you wake up in the morning, after a revitalizing eight hours of sleep, you find yourself on Twitter. You just mindlessly scroll through tweets of people you know and people you don't know. Today Jane "feels like coffee is a drug." What the heck Jane? Who even is Jane? You don't know who she is but you are taking time out of your day to think about what she is saying over the internet. Then you stop and think what the hell? You are mindlessly scrolling through tweets of people you have never even met and through tweets of people who just put me in a bad mood just by seeing their name.

As a millennial this makes me really pissed off when I think about it. We literally get mad because of stuff said online that has zero relevance in anything we do in day-to-day life. Kinda strange. Then we start to realize that growing up is now synonymous with mindlessly scrolling social media for no real reason-- sometimes we find ourselves mindlessly going through life, trying to make it to the next day while hoping we get our shit together. Don't you miss the days where we simply enjoyed the word around us and had no cares.

Sometimes us women eventually come to the realization that men absolutely suck about 90 percent of the time. Actually, we still love them but their egos and god-complexes really make you want to punch them in the throat several times a day. But this is a part of growing up when you watch movies and read posts of millions of women on social media--we just have to keep dealing with the f*ckboys in hopes that we one day find our prince charming.

After someone has so much heartbreak in their life, let’s be real, they don’t really trust anyone or let their guard down anymore. Some of us millennials have fallen into that category. That's just sad because what the hell? Doesn't the saying go that if 20 people let you down, there is bound to be a number 21 out there that will treat you how to deserve to be treated?

So this is really good advice, right? Wrong. Because if you don’t believe that then you just continue to accept the shitty treatment--this is my problem and the problem of many women just trying to find their place in this world. We could have five amazing guys and one complete jerk and some of us would probably be interested in the jerk.

Why? Well, this has just become the norm so everyone does it. Love has become pressured by society to be a bad thing that no one needs, and that’s why women (including myself) fail to realize that we do actually deserve people who care about us. We do not have to continue playing games with people who could give two shits about us.

So we become sick of growing up because the older we get the more we are disappointed by people. We may have amazing friends the older we get, but the dating scene continuously gets worse. As you grow up everything gets so confusing. You can’t show too much care because then it will scare them away or you have to pretend like someone saying they don’t want commitment doesn’t actually make you a little sad. Chocolates and flowers have become booze and meaningless sex. Little girls watch all of these princess movies expecting their prince charming to bring them roses, but in reality the most romantic thing you’ll get is “Oh yeah, i’ll totally call” (but they never do). Romance is dead and we don’t want to grow up anymore just to be disappointed.

As you get older you are told to have low expectations because having any dignity or respect will just turn the few men out there away--apparently wanting to be treated better than a piece of shit is considered “overly-high expectations.” Instead of innocent flirting in the middle school cafeteria, where you didn’t have to question whether he liked you, we now deal with constant questions. “Does he even like me,” “How many other girls is he saying this to?” “Is he cheating on me?” These are downright pathetic and something that no independent woman would ever have to question, but we do. As we grow up we become less confident with ourselves and become filled with doubt. We don’t want to grow up anymore because we are sick of all the questions; we just want to innocently flirt with a boy in the cafeteria again.

Growing up is a trap. Your love life worsens and it becomes filled with mindless worrying about who tweets what. It becomes filled with constant anxiety about your future because you just can’t seem to get it together. It becomes filled with empty wine bottles and regret. Growing up is honestly not as fun as everyone makes it seem.

But don't forget that if you keep working hard you get to find your dream career, make yourself happy, legally buy wine, and maybe even travel the world.

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