For most people never.
Petulant middle-aged children as far as the eye can see with few exceptions.
Apparently it depends on skin colour and the severity of the charges. /s
I remember one time someone told me “being an adult is when you realise you can cook yourself bacon whenever you want, and just eat it, and nobody will stop you”.
A child knows the adult drink is coffee.
A teenager knows the adult drink is alcohol.
An adult knows the adult drink is water.
I like this and the “when you wish you were young” answers the most
Never. There is no line to cross, no milestone, nothing.
You will always be the same entity you are now. You should always work to improve yourself, but the stream of consciousness that is “you” is always going to be the same you.
Every day you wake up 1 day older and have 1 more day of accumulated experience. It’s that accumulated experience that makes people think you’re an “adult”.
If you really absolutely need to assign a binary “I’m an adult” label, I think it’s the day you realize that there is no such thing as an adult and all the people you thought were adults and therefore could handle adult responsibilities were actually just making it all up as they went, the same as you are doing right now.
Well said. At this point in my life I can say I am an adult, but I can’t say when it happened. It was just a dawning realization one day, that was oh, “I’m the adult now.”
When they start thinking about the consequences of their actions, and act accordingly instead of following pure impulse.
Biologically: After pueberty.
Socially: Around 31.
Realistically: Never.
43, here. Based on anecdotal evidence I’m disputing your second statement, and confirming the third.
By the way, imma be a crane driver when I grow up.
When all your dreams are dead.
When I was in college (so maybe 20 or 21 years old), I asked my mom when I would start feeling like an adult. Without missing a beat, she said “I dunno. If you find out, let me know!” <3
I guess I started feeling more like a “real” adult when I started working full-time and rented a house instead of an apartment, though now even that pales in comparison to when I finally purchased my own home. Each phase of life feels more “grown-up” than the last, with new perspectives, greater understanding of my relationships with God and people, and matured confidence going into the new phase’s challenges. And yet I’m still me at heart–as I like to call it, “a big kid with bills.” I am very blessed.
My definition of an adult is simple:
“To be an adult, a person has to understand when it is appropriate to be childish”
Me: like right now! Look at that belly, I’m gonna rub it! Does it tickle, does it tickle? You can’t hold back the laughter forever!
The surgeon: sir please get out of the operating room
You get your adult trophy after a serious bout of cleaning
https://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/2010/06/this-is-why-ill-never-be-adult.html
Some never become adults, becoming an adult to me is self-realization. That you have the ability to think and make decisions with input on your own. That you are self-capable of change in your life. It’s accepting you have responsibilities outside of just yourself. I feel hat’s part of it.
Was about to say something similar. There’s no real moment. It’s not turning a certain agem it’s when you realize you are a sum of everything you’ve done, your faults and your wins. When you realize how silly you were as a teenager and are glad you’ve moved on. No date, but you’ll know when you already are.
A hat is definitely part of it!
A good, stylish hat helps certainly.
It’s a spectrum
18 years old, no need to complicate it
You become an adult when you wish you were young again
When I was 10 I wished I was 7 again, so idk about that
