I want to go home. I want to not care and have the responsibility that is being asked of me. I’m tired of cooking for myself. I’m tired of having to put myself to bed. I’m tired of following a daily schedule when all I want to do is sleep. Sleep and cuddle with my cat, no care in the world. I want to go home so I can be cared for. 

It’s hard growing up. It’s hard being a grown up. I feel like I was never prepared for any of this. Often, you hear complaints about schools not teaching long-life skills like how to fill out tax forms and how to fill out a check. In reality, it’s parents that should do it. Once entering college, moving away from my childhood home, I feel like I was never ready. I’ve been shoved into this world that I only watched through the peripheral. 

It’s exhausting. I don’t know how people can just live and keep doing it without feeling tired of everything. As a kid, the only concern was what was for dinner. Now, it is rent, grocery shopping, cleaning, getting gas, paying utilities and taxes all while still having time for classes, work, hobbies, and basically everything else that you have to do in a given day. I just want to travel back to when I never had to do any of this. But I’m stuck here.