Adulting is realising that all the dreams you had as a kid will never come true.

Now I’m working a job I don’t like and will probably be doing this for the rest of my life, trying to finish a degree I hate, am lonely asf and dealing with the death of my little cousin and my father almost dying and now having to get his arm amputated.

Or maybe I’m just being a pessimistic asshole idk anymore 😭