VMP Magazine
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Person Pitch And The Slow Crawl Of Adulthood
Can you remember the exact moment you first thought of yourself as an adult? Maybe you said goodbye to your youth when you said goodbye to a parent or loved one, someone taken from you too soon; maybe you took a confident step out of adolescence when you walked up to the altar and said “I do” or watched your child come screaming into the world. Most people can’t point to that kind of definite break. I left my youth behind the way a tree sheds its leaves: in bits and pieces, until I woke up one morning and realized that I’d raked up all of the responsibilities and anxieties I associate with my mother and father. I can only assume the back pain is on the horizon.
