Adulting Sucks

I have been on my own since April 19th, 2019, paying bills, buying groceries, and going to college. And all I can say is adulting sucks. 

 

When my journey started, I was still attending high school, and when people found out I was getting my apartment, they asked me, “Aren’t you scared?”. Well, heck yeah, I was scared, but this is something that had to happen. My parents had sold our house and bought a camper so they could travel the United States; so, that left me here with nowhere else to go, with a dog, while attending college. Of course, people ask me, “Why didn’t you just get rid of your dog?”, or “Why didn’t you just live in the dorms?”, or “Why didn’t you just go with your parents?”. Trust me, I had a lot of things to consider before making this overall choice, and I ultimately decided to stay here and get the college experience, but I was going to keep my dog. 

By making this choice, I had to sacrifice a lot. When I first started down this path, it was April, which meant there weren’t many places available just yet. I was looking all around Ark City and some in Winfield. Ark City wasn’t working out, so I finally found a great apartment in Winfield. However, this meant I would have to sacrifice time, the time it takes to drive back and forth from campus and time from my actual experiences on campus. My next sacrifice would be money. The apartment in Winfield was the most expensive of all of my choices, but it’s the one that fits my criteria the best as well. To maintain my living expenses, I worked three jobs at the beginning of the summer until I could narrow it down the two and pick up the extra hours at one of them. I was busy busy busy! And since I knew I wasn’t going to be able to work half the hours I was working during the school year, I also had to put a lot of money back, which meant I had to watch my spending. But, thanks to my parents, I am good at budgeting. 

After the school year started, I was down to one job for time reasons, and I realized how much college was going to take. My professors expected a lot from me. Not being on campus began to grow as more of an issue because I wasn’t there for special projects or living the campus life. I started to get depressed when my money started running out because I was working fewer hours and spending more money on college. One day, I hit an all-time low when I had only $4.17 in my bank account with no money to pay my internet bill, and my utility bill was right around the corner. I wasn’t going to get my paycheck for another ten days. I felt so stupid for even letting my account get that low. I had to ask my parents for help after I broke down and almost dropped out of college. It was just too hard. 

After hitting a shallow low, I told myself I need to figure this out. I went to my work and asked for more hours, I went to my professor and said to them that I needed to work more if I was going to be able to live on my own, and I started to figure out what would make me happier. I finally got myself back into a better place.

To sum everything up, being an adult is tricky. There isn’t an excellent way to ease yourself into it. It all just kind of happens. While still in high school, I moved out, started paying bills, bought my own gas, bought my own groceries, took care of my dog, maintained jobs, and then pretty soon, started college, and started figuring out my life. Of course, I now have a circle of people I can go to for help.