I Didn’t Like Adults

I have always had a staunch dislike for adults. Perhaps I should specify the type of adults that I didn’t like because I’m supposedly one too (welp!). I don’t like the adults that tell you to adjust your dreams or goals, the ones who say you might want to be a tad more “realistic”, or say “maybe that’s not for you”…the Debby downers and  hope suckers lol.

Ok, ok, I sound like I am having one of those immature rants and I probably am. As Lorna Goodison said in her piece “For My Mother…May I Inherit Half Her Strength”;

My mother loved my father

I write this as an absolute

in this my thirtieth year, a year to discard absolutes

This remains one of my favourite poems from High School and that line impressed upon me that one ought to outgrow certain beliefs . It implies that as a 30 year old she should no longer believe in anything being universally valid.

I guess with all that life has thrown at me thus far I still have absolutes. I am not hopeless (at least not 100% of the time) and I do not feel as though my faith is resigned to my present circumstances. It had always seemed to me that some adults became so dried up of hope because they didn’t get live their childhood dreams. To each his own I’d say, but I would come to dislike and perhaps even pity those who tried to dispel the hopes of children and youth. Betsey, I understand that you didn’t get to become an actress even though you were deemed excellent at it and cropped many an award in various competitions but it does’t make it ok to tell Joanna to focus on more “practical” career aspirations because they won’t make it as an actress.

I didn’t like that at all. I still don’t. There is something beautiful about believing you will live your dreams but it is even more powerful to believe the same for others. Speak into people’s dreams every chance you get no matter how far off they may seem from said. Persistence always wins. 


I don’t think any of my siblings see me as an adult and I am the eldest. Perhaps it’s because of my views on said, but I hope they’ll see the child/youth in me forever.

That’s one of my favourite trait in others; their youthfulness. In this instance, I don’t mean their energy levels, lol because even I in my quarter century often find myself lethargic, lol. I blame this illness ok; depression sucks! In this instance however, I’m referring to their mental vitality, their exuberance and excitement for the things they believe in, their hope.

Perhaps it is the naivety of my youth and if it is, I pray I remain so. I hope to attract more hopeful people in my life. I hope I live a live that rekindles hope in the hopeless.

Stay hopeful.

#faithinit #faith2040

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Published by Faith

I am human patiently accepting myself. I am unapologetic about being wild, and untamed. I am always open to new things and I only accept good vibe and positive energies. I love people and life and the world is my playground. I love children, animals and elderly people. I write to express and understand my thoughts, feeling and behaviors. It's self therapy and a visualization tool. I am a selfish loner at times a very sensitive INTJ. I am an aspiring psychological disorders and consumer behavior researcher and practitioner, living with Bipolar 1.

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