5 arguments that make me think that I am not yet an independent adult

I always tell myself that I am an adult. That I am already an adult. My mother told me that I am already an adult when I turned 18. Now I’m a year older, people call me an adult. Well, maybe a young adult. And I see all these blog posts about being an adult and how it feels living alone. In my context, I live alone. In a dormitory. In a co-ed dormitory. And I wake up in the morning to go to my classes.

Few years ago, I decided to enroll for University, hoping to become independent at the early age of 16. Right now, I’m thinking, am I really living independently like those adults? Another question: am I already an independent adult? Looks like I am not.

Here’s a list of my arguments that make me think that I am not yet an independent adult, despite everyone’s assumptions:

1. My parents still send me allowances. Yep. And that brings us to point numero dos.

2. I don’t work. When I was in high school, I told my parents that I wanted to have a part time job in college. Now that I am in college, gosh, there is no freakin’ way that I can have a part time job with all these papers that I need to write.

3. My parents won’t allow me to have a job. I don’t get it. When I told them during high school that I wanted to have a part-time job during college, they said yes. Now that I told them that I want to have a part-time job, they said no. I don’t get it.

4. I am still studying. Undergraduate studies.

5. I still sleep with my teddy bear. Is there something against young adults from sleeping with their teddy bears?

Guess that’s all it. You might have noticed that I speak of my parents a lot. That’s because I am an only child and I am linked to my parents until I get married. Filipino culture. Yeah.


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