Ever heard of the phrase "Fake it 'til you make it"? Yeah, well, when it comes to adulthood, I'm starting to think the phrase should be "Fake it 'cause you'll never really make it".
Let me break it down for you. Adulthood is like being handed a briefcase, a cup of coffee, and a stern look of expectation, but when you open that briefcase, it's just full of crayons and a couple of LEGO blocks.
That's right, my friends, the 'Art of Adulting' is nothing more than an illusion, a carefully constructed façade, a pantomime enacted with the precision of a well-rehearsed Broadway show.
Think about it: we're all walking around, nodding sagely at stock market updates, discussing property values with furrowed brows, and quoting Socrates at dinner parties. But in reality? We're all desperately trying to remember that one thing Mr. Johnson taught us in seventh-grade math class while secretly wondering if pizza rolls can be considered a balanced dinner.
I mean, who decided one day that eating ice cream for breakfast was 'immature'? And who on earth thought that talking about the weather was a 'mature' conversation starter? I'll tell you who. Someone who was faking it just as much as the rest of us.
And let's not even get started on taxes. I’m fairly certain that entire system was developed as the ultimate test of 'adulting'. A test that most of us are just blindly guessing the answers to, by the way.
So, the next time you feel that pang of impostor syndrome, just remember: we're all playing this grand game of pretend. We're all still figuring it out, no matter how 'grown up' we seem.
In the grand theatre of life, we're all just performers, mastering our roles as we go along. And between you and me, I think we deserve a standing ovation for our commitment to the act. After all, adulting is hard work, even if it's all just make-believe.
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