No longer a teenager, but not a proper adult as well. It sure can be confusing and I’m still trying to figure it all out. This is an insight of me reaching the age of 19.
by Nakezia Aviily
Hello beautiful people, I know it’s been quite a while since I’ve posted anything on this blog. I guess I’ve procrastinated longer than usual. Especially since Spring Break happened for one whole month and I just spent those days in my room, binge watching everything and forgetting about my assignments which technically due in another month or so.
Anyway, I know this post is quite personal and not like my other posts which usually would talk about hot topics but I don’t really have any outlet to say these things out loud, so here we go – I turned 19 just a few days ago. It wasn’t well spent to be honest. I was sick so I didn’t attend class and no one surprised me or anything. It felt like any other day and I’m alone again in my room.
Getting older has never been harder. Realising that you’re no longer a child, as you see your parents grow older with you, birthday doesn’t seem like a fun day anymore. At the age of 19, you realise that adulting is hard. Work is hard, Uni is hard, letting go of things is hard. At the age of 19, you realise that you did stupid things as a teenager that you wouldn’t want to repeat. At the age of 19, you realise that you will step into the real world sooner than you thought. So far, here’s a few things I’ve learned since entering this new age:
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act 1 : appreciation
When I was younger, I thought public persona is everything. Parents, friends, and my faith would come later on. This doesn’t appear to be true at the end. It’s nice to have a good front, but it is also nice, to let go of such things and embrace who you really are. Sometimes, you don’t need a thousand people to recognise you as a good person. You don’t need those people in social media to praise you for your beauty and intelligence, because one day you’ll wake up and realise that, their opinion don’t matter.
Why do we think we need approval from everyone but not appreciate those people who’ve been with us from day one? Our family who supports us endlessly, those old friends that supported us before social media corrupted our opinions? At the age of 19, I realise that appreciation is important. Tell those people that you’re grateful for them. For sticking with you till now and for supporting you endlessly.
act 2 : letting go and moving on
Grieving has never been easy. Losing someone you love is devastating; it tore your heart into millions of pieces. I’ve been there, like everyone else, lost someone important. Whether it’s death, or a breakup, both can be devastating in their own ways. I used to never understand why people would grieve – until it happened to me too. It was traumatic, it was heart-wrenching, it shattered my whole being. Even so, it’s a part of life. Letting go of these things is a part of your life. Everyone go through it at some point in their life.
What comes after then? After those painful days of trying to let go? You move on. Move on from the loss. The world is still spinning after all. If you don’t get up and keep on drowning in sadness, you’ll drown further into the deep abyss and might never come back to the light again. Thus, at the age of 19, I learned to let go and move on from the past, and focus on the future. More things awaits to be discovered and loved by you.
act 3 : family, my strength
As a teenager, it’s quite easy to hate on your parents, siblings, whoever. Especially when you’re told that you can’t do things that you want to do. Be it drinking, going out late, dating someone that your parents don’t agree to, and the list goes on. I’ve been there; and I admit that I was a rebellious kid. I was that basic teenager that you can relate to at the age of 14 but you hate on now.
It was overwhelming and nerve-wrecking to be honest, if I were to follow all the rules that my parents gave me. And truth be told, they were so overprotective. The only difference is, now I know that they only want the best for me. Drinking? It got me to a bad state. Ignoring my parents? Nothing good came out of it beside widening up the gap between my parents and I.
Now, however, growing up and moving away from my hometown made me realise how much strength that family gives you. Especially parents, who know so much better than you because they’ve actually been through more than you do in life. So listen to them and appreciate them because it’s not only you who’s growing older; but them as well. You’ll never know when you’ll be separated so spend time with them as much as you can while you still have the time.
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So there you go. A few insights of what I’ve learned since growing up. I couldn’t really talk much because it would sound kind of boring. I really hope you’ll get my point though. Growing older is both a good thing and a bad thing. The bad thing is, you won’t be able to blame everything on your ‘childish behaviour’ anymore because you’re an adult now. The good thing is, along the way, you found things that you should be grateful for.
Lots of love,
the dark macaroni