She Strengthens

The Elusive Dream of Adulthood

As I approach my late twenties, I’m forced to confront the harsh reality: I’m still far from achieving the adulthood I envisioned for myself. I live in a dorm room with roommates, my possessions are modest, and my greatest accomplishment is keeping my succulent alive. It’s a far cry from the picture of adulthood I painted in my mind, complete with a thriving career, a stylish apartment, and a loving family.

The Disillusionment of Growing Up

My parents achieved so much more at my age – they owned a home, had two kids, and enjoyed a level of stability and permanence that I can only dream of. Meanwhile, I’m struggling to make ends meet, working multiple jobs to pay off my staggering student debt. I’ve been with my partner since college, but we’re not married, and we’re not planning on having kids anytime soon. The truth is, we can’t afford to raise a family on our current income.

The New Reality of Millennial Adulthood

I’m not alone in feeling like I’m stuck in limbo. Studies show that more young adults are living with their parents than with their partners. Many are choosing to never get married, and the biggest factor in determining whether millennials can afford to buy property is the degree of generational wealth they benefit from. We’re on track to be the first generation that’s collectively poorer than our parents.

The Erosion of Traditional Gateways to Prosperity

The structures and institutions that enabled our parents to thrive are crumbling. Public universities are no longer affordable, the social safety net is fraying, and job security and pensions are a thing of the past. Our salaries and wages have stagnated, while the cost of living, healthcare, and education continues to skyrocket. It’s no wonder we’re struggling to achieve the adulthood we were promised.

Rethinking the Markers of Adulthood

The traditional markers of adulthood – owning a house, living alone, supporting a family – are increasingly out of reach for many millennials. Perhaps it’s time to redefine what it means to be an adult. Maybe it’s not about achieving a certain level of financial independence or milestones, but about living a life that’s authentic and fulfilling.

Embracing the Uncertainty

I may not be the adult I thought I’d be at 27, but I’ve accomplished so much despite the odds. I’ve learned to take pride in my achievements, no matter how small they may seem. I’ve come to realize that it’s okay to move at a different pace, to take my time, and to forge my own path. And maybe, just maybe, that’s the only definition of adulthood I need.