On Adulthood

Here I am 20 years old, junior year of college. On the midpoint of what is considered real life and the life of a child. As I struggle for some semblance of adulthood I've come to realize it comes at a cost to my parents. As I grow, I desire more autonomy, I desire to make my own mistakes and to learn from them as opposed to having the right choices made for me at all times. Then again for everyone in that age, that is all we seek. A separation of reliance from our parents. We want and maybe even need to feel independent so that we know when we must enter real life we have the strength to survive. More ruminations on this later I hunger.