I remember how fast I wanted 18 years to come when I was only 13, that is the legal age considered for one to attain adulthood in my country, I didn't want to be an adult because I wanted to start taking the responsibilities of footing my bills, far from that, I wanted to be an adult so that I could be free, at least that was what I thought adulthood was all about, no more nagging from my mum to find out if I had washed the dishes the whole family used, or looking forward curfew time so as not to get into problems with my dad, and on the more naughty side, maybe I could start considering my crush for a boyfriend, what do I know, I was just a teenager who couldn't wait to explore the world and clocking 18 seem to be the ticket.

18 sure came sooner than expected, and it still felt like yesterday that I was 17, no difference, well maybe a little freedom because I was no longer under my parent's roof 24/7 during that period but in school where I finally had the opportunity to either make or mar my future and for sure even though my parent's watchful eyes were not close, I could still not bring myself to disobey the rules I was brought up with, I didn't want to become a disappointment to them, I felt obligated to live the way they ought me to, for good reasons, after all, my parent intention is for me to become a responsible adult and I lived to that expectation.

But I didn't feel like the adult my country now classified me under, of course not, why?/because I wasn't still fully responsible for my needs, the financial needs particularly not until I was 21 with more needs and responsibilities. Becoming an adult brings, I knew I couldn't depend on my parents anymore, they had tried their best, I got a job, even though this would not be my first job as I had already worked as a teacher after high school, but this present one paid my bills at least to some extent and gradually, I lifted the burden off my parents, instead, they come my responsibility as time passed by, so if left for me to decide what age we fully become adults, based on my personal experience, the right age would be 21, not that this age fits all, as some people were left to dace struggling on their own at an earlier age.

The remains, does age equals maturity.

I think for the most part, age does, because with age comes experience and the ability to make decisions for yourself without anyone's input, also by the time you become independent, that is when one should be really considered an adult, without forcing it, you naturally blend in as an adult, become respected by older adults and more respected by the younger ones, even within yourself as a person. This age is not fixed for everyone as we all attain adulthood at different paces.

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