A little backstory: Back in the (not so) distant days of high school, 16 year old Walter made a Tumblr account, and I kept up with updating it for the rest of high school and for a good part of college. Eventually, I created a private sub-account where I would document my college experiences for my close friends from back home to read on a weekly basis – at least for my freshman year, and the first part of sophomore year. Over the next few years, updates on that blog would come very few and far between, all of which came when I had some sort of “epiphany” and needed to document it. As you all may or may not know, I have since abandoned both of those accounts, as I have this one to update regularly.

Recently, I’ve decided to revisit both blogs – both the private and public ones – and see how far I’ve come since my Tumblr high school/early college days. I expected to find a lot of nostalgia (which I did), but I also found a whole lot of cringe. These posts were so unbelievably angsty, and I wrote as if I knew everything about the universe (admittedly, I probably still do that, but I’d like to think that I now have a little more perspective than I did when I was eighteen). As I was going through these posts, I thought why keep the cringe to myself when I can share it with all of the internet – or at least the internet that follows me on social media – since it’s already been floating around for the past several years.

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Notice the featured image I chose, taken a few days ago: Home early from work because of a cold, bed unmade, scouring social media (but please draw your attention away from the hole in my sock). This photo, for the most part, is a lot like the current state of my life: In apparent disarray, but with the right filter, still looks aesthetically pleasing. Every Thursday, I co-emcee Cru’s weekly meetings, and every Thursday, I show up wearing my business casual attire I wear at my grown-up job as a Marketing Assistant for an actual company. I always get comments left and right about how my outfits at Weekly Meeting are always on point, hair impeccably coiffed, and how my strides are always laced with confidence. Little do those people know that just a few moments before I walked through the doors, I was picking stray lettuce off of my lap from stuffing my face with McDonald’s while I raced and cursed in the middle of rush hour traffic. Pretending I have it together is my forte, and I am here to tell you how much my life is in shambles, and how I came to terms with that.

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We, as adults, are all too aware of the agonizing point in preteenhood where we undergo bodily changes and confusing emotions. I’ve read somewhere that the reason why we’re so angry during puberty is that we’re old enough to want to be independent and to go out and live life, but we’re too young to actually go out and do those things – thus we are left to simmer in our own frustration, without the slightest idea what to do with all of these new feelings.

So we go through puberty as we foray into teenagehood, we undergo that uncomfortable time, and then we move on once it’s over. It’s awkward, it’s weird, and no one ever wants to talk about it until it’s over. But why does no one acknowledge the second round of puberty we all go through? – That is, the process of transitioning into becoming an adult. Well here I am, in the midst of becoming a full-fledged adult myself, ready to talk about the awkward and anxiety-producing  process of becoming a grown-up.

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