I honestly never thought I would be in my last year of high school. Some small part of me thought that high school would go on forever; this was my life. Now my life consists of many lasts: last first day, last football game, last homecoming…the list goes on and on. Sometimes I get so caught up in all the deadlines that I forget to stop and breathe, take in the moment.
As I’ve made a dent in my last year of high school, I have realized that there is nothing too special about being an adult. Nothing magically changes; you don’t learn responsibility overnight. Adults just seem like nervous, older children, trying to figure everything out themselves, yet children expect them to know how to do everything.
I look back at all the times I’ve expected an adult to swoop in to save the day and I feel guilty. No one deserves that pressure. We are all just humans. I now see adults as equal playing ground; they just have a lot more experience. This may seem like an obvious fact, but it has been a huge realization in the past year to me. Your life doesn’t automatically come together with adulthood; you are still the same person.
So in my senior year, I am not expecting things to come together for me. It is a relief to let go of that pressure. I don’t need to figure out my life yet. I’ll learn as I come across new experiences, but I have a whole lifetime to find myself.
*The cover photo is my first day of kindergarten