Tag: positivity

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Adult things arent NEARLY as complex as I thought they were growing up I just walked into bank of america and said im here to open a checking account and they said ok and opened me a checking account

If you have anxiety about being an adult, it may help to think of adult things as basically just doing a lot of quests.

Me: [googles “where do i get a passport”]
Me: [goes to that building]
Me: [asks first person I encounter] Where do I get a passport?
Them: Third floor, room twelve.
Me: [goes to that room]
Me: [asks first person I encounter] Where do I get a passport?
Them: That desk over there.
Me: [goes to that desk]
Me: Where do I get a passport?
Them: Fill out this form.
Me: [thinking] Silver key opens the garden gate, in the garden is the red key, which opens the red door, there’s a boy in the red house who tells you his dog is trapped in the old abandoned barn and can I please rescue him…

being an adult is a serious of fetch quests and waiting in lines

In all seriousness though, one of the most liberating things about being an adult is it’s perfectly acceptable to walk up to another adult and say, “I don’t know how to do this thing, can you help me?” and they will. 

I’ve used this for everything from renewing my tags at the DMV to buying a house to cooking a steak. Adults are way more chill with ignorance than I thought they would be, but if you’re up front and just say, “Hey this is new to me, can you walk me through the process?” they just. Will? 

Sure there are some assholes out there but mostly just…people are cool helping you figure out how to do things. 

Also 99.99% of the time if something fucks up, it’ll be fine. I messed up and paid my tuition off after the due date, but it still went through. I went to the wrong building at the hospital for a doctor’s appointment one time and I was almost thirty minutes late, but they made time for me anyway. I booked a train to Seattle and it was supposed to depart at 5:30 and the line was huge so my friend was scared it was going to leave without us, but we got on the train and it was fine. I had to transfer flights in Atlanta and I was late, but I made it in the end because they’re not gonna just leave you to fend for yourself at the airport, trust me you will figure out a way home. Most things will work out, and if they don’t it’s usually not the end of the world.