No one ever told me that being an adult came with its cost. No one told me that I would no longer get freebies like free biscuits, sweets and coconut candy anymore.
I used to think being an adult meant having double the size of everything. More pocket money, more food on my plate and more free time. Best of all, I thought adulthood meant no chores again…hurray!
As the first child of my family, I was laden with the responsibility of doing all the chores at home. My mom would even pin the blame on me for my younger siblings' mischief.
She would be like, ”You know you are the senior, make sure to look after your junior ones. If they mess up, I will hold you responsible”.
And I'll be like ”Oh God, why did I come out first?”
Sadly, that was the routine for a while. I always felt like I carried the whole world on my shoulders. Plus, the big aunties in my compound would add to the matter by sending me on errands like I was Usain bolt with a touch of Supergirl, while they would sit,cross their legs and paint their faces for hours.
I remember envying them a lot and wished to have the kind of freedom they had. But we all know wishes are not horses, right?.
The sad scam truth about adulthood is that everyone automatically thinks that you are doing well and they form a cooperation of asker's association, calling to make one request or the other and if I mistakenly tell them that I could not fulfil their request, then 3rd world war happens.
”How can you say that you don't have money to send to me, what are you working for? Where's all your money going too?” They ask this as if they live in another planet like Mars where money grows on trees unlike Earth.
If I could turn back time, I would go back to being a dependent young child. Then, all I had to do was grown my face a little and goodies would start to fall from the sky. My dad would pet me with money for biscuits and sweets while my mom would promise me two meats. My uncle would but me a new doll to keep me company and my aunt would promise to make my hair into a beautiful princess style.
That was the life mehn!
I would have appreciated a simple lecture from my parents on Danger of becoming an adult too quickly but now, I'm left to navigate life on my own. Imagine the shock I had when I had to pay for electricity, mattress, pillow and some other home necessities.
Presently, the bills have grown to size of Mountain Kilimanjaro and everyday I get to battle against needs, wants, bills, peer pressure influence and my alter ego. Everyday is a survival of the fittest. Three jobs and yet still choked with bills. It's like they're little demons that multiply the higher you earn, ready to burden you with more bills to pay.
I wish I was told, but no one did.
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