Adulting. Not really a word but a common adjective used to describe the very exhausting, consistent pull on your pockets and life from the very day you moved out on your own or turned 18. whichever came first. Adulting is great but it is the constant reminder that you are no longer a child and you have responsibilities. Being able to get a good handle on paying bills on time, going to work and trying to be the best employee you can without choking someone, drinking enough water, having a social life all on 4 hours of sleep.
It seems like every time I get into a rough patch or I want to purchase everything in my Macy’s cart I think about to all the things my parents told me when I was a teenager. I am grateful for their advice but more than anything when I check my bank account on line and look at the bills on my table it is a constant reminder that I can’t get comfortable here. I believe that there is more for me to achieve. This cant be life!!
Who wants to choose between their car note and their car insurance? with the continuous rise in the cost of living in the Bay Area, I know something has to change. Being on my own and making many contacts and friends who are more like family I’m learning that things are changing all the time and I need to be at peace with it. I have changed. Change is constant. Adulting can be a pain, it’s just so easy to just ignore it and live as a child does, which is care- free and completely dependent on their parents.
What that looks like for me is being homeless and probably on someone’s couch. I can’t have that. So I will continue to roll with the punches and welcome change in my adult life. I mean “it feels good to put money in your mail box,” – Tupac to take trips that I worked hard for. I will be an adult till I die so this is life but I will consistently make it better.
LaShara Lashawn 
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