I use the phrase "Not Yet an Adult" because it accurately describes the limbo stage we all feel as a young adult. Although we are becoming more independent with our finances, career, and course of our life, we are not quite an adult. The moment we do something outside the realm of comfort there is an urge to phone our parents. Perhaps out of our own stubbornness, or inability to accept we still need help, we think we can take on new problems alone. Sometimes we can manage, but as life would have it usually we struggle through adulting.

Yes, everyone's degree of adulting - the act (or attempt) of transitioning into adulthood - varies for each individual. Regardless, there are some situations we can all relate to:

Trying to cook. Question one: What food can I make that isn't found in the frozen section of the grocery store? Question two: How do I make it?

Living situations. My heart says let's get the newly renovated apartment with updated appliances, but my wallet says the stained 80s-carpeting in the apartment with the leaky sink will do.

Trying to plan a vacation. There are just so much frustration that goes into organizing time to relax on vacation.

Balancing your budget. You are independent now, so time to pick up another shift.

Career life. Not really sure if I am qualified enough, but I can surely fake it.

Affording luxuries. Kiss HBO, high-speed internet, and unlimited data goodbye.

Being productive. The laundry can wait. So can the dishes.

More responsibilities. Checking emails, showing up to meetings, and organizing events has fallen on your shoulders.

Financing your fun. The limiting factor in my ability to have fun this weekend is my wallet.

Taking the blame. You are going to make mistakes. It's time to own up to them.

Whether you want to admit it or not you are not yet an adult but not still a kid.