And I’m not counting things like what you do or get when you grow up like having a bank account or getting a real job. Nor am I accepting the whole ‘I just grew up’.
My sign of my childhood ending or accepting that it has ended is when all of the nu-metal bands I was introduced to and listened to a lot of us just ended up fractured. They all didn’t endure the passage of time and it was really just a matter of you had to be there to know how popular they were or the scene was.
The bands I used to have listened to have gone the way of Classic Rock on the radio. Spammed tracks from some bands because that’s all the DJ knows or that’s all they’re allowed to play.
The kid that wants to hold his mom’s hand and to have his dad tell him he’s proud of him will always be in there somewhere. The kid who’s scared of the basement with the lights off. The kid who just wants to play GoldenEye with his brother. He never went anywhere. He’s still in there and comes out when my kids need him.
For me it was after my baby penis fell off and my adult one finished growing in.
I don’t have the energy to play video games anymore
Feeling excitement about this perfectly ironed shirt
I’m about 15 years from retirement and I’m still a child. I don’t see it changing any time soon.
You know how to file your taxes.
You know to file your taxes.
The first time I went ‘fuck, it’s snowed’ instead of ‘yay, snow!’
(I still love snow, but only at weekends 😆. Better now I can work remotely)
Wii, PS3 and Xbox 360 becoming retro consoles
When you are more excited to go to sleep than to wake up.
On the other hand, the older I get, the more excited I am to greet the next day.
I also enjoy an earlier bed time than I used to, usually.
My parents being dead.
I will let you know .
I don’t understand what the fuck the kids are saying anymore. The slang is so incomprehensible that urban dictionary is necessary.
The popular music is garbage and Garbage is forgotten.
I can say “back in my day” without it being funny.
I can reference my ex-wife without it being ironic because I am not youthful and without grey hair, so I may have an ex-wife.
I can say “when I was a little girl” without it being irreverently funny because I am a clearly a guy.
Anyone who thinks new music is shit stopped looking for new music. Which is also a sign.
and anyone who thinks popular music was ever any good has overdosed on nostalgia.
The popular music is garbage and Garbage is forgotten.
About that:
I realized something many years ago: people of a certain age always tend to think music from their time was better. But they all fail to see that whatever music from their generation is still around is the good shit from that time. For example, this still plays on the radio but this thankfully doesn’t.
Whatever young people listen to now is everything: the good and the bad, and mostly the bad. Their shit hasn’t had time to decant yet.
So yeah, to an older listener, today’s music is mostly shit, because it is - just like the music from their past was mostly shit when their past was today 🙂
dancing in the street still gets played on the radio
The popular music is garbage and Garbage is forgotten.
I dig that line
Having to explain things you grew up with to your niece because they’re not part of the world anymore comes at you without warning.
Your childhood ends when your heart stops. You’re never going to stop being someone’s kid, no matter how old, mature or posh you might get. All that changes is that mom won’t tell you no…
…unless you’re Elon Musk. His mom has stepped in publicity even a couple times.
Work
My parents always worked, my older siblings always worked … every adult around me always seemed to be doing something. As a kid it was just normal that everyone everywhere was working at something all the time.
I played and had fun on my own and with my friends but somewhere around the age of ten, I started joining my dad and brothers in all the work they were doing. As soon as I did that, I played less and stopped acting like a kid … I started canceling play time because I was working.
It was sad or disappointing for me … I loved doing all that work and learning so much from my dad and brothers, it was fun in its own way. But when I think about it, the day I started doing adult work, or adult type work, my childhood basically ended.
I think I can even think of the actual moment. Dad and my brothers were renovating the garage and I spent the day just watching them and I really wanted to be part of it all. I picked up a wheel barrow and started moving gravel because dad had asked for material to be moved but everyone was too busy with other work. No one asked me, no one ordered me, I just started shoveling gravel into the wheel barrow. I lifted the barrow and it was too heavy for me, so I unloaded some until I could lift it and move it. As soon as I figured out how much I could carry, I started moving gravel. Then did that about a dozen times until I had moved several yards of gravel.
I was 11 and a big kid for my age. I haven’t really stopped doing things since then.
If you enjoyed it, your childhood didn’t end.
