Adulting is overrated. I remember when I couldn’t wait to be old enough to live on my own. To have no rules and no mom telling me what to do. Now I am 31 with two kids and I would do anything to go back to living with my mom and having no responsibilities. I ask my mom every time I visit if I can move back in, of course she says no but she’ll take the kids. I don’t know why anyone wants to grow up. Paying bills, going to work, raising kids it’s a trap! Take me back to school, hanging out with my friends on the weekend without a care in the world. Back to when mom paid the bills and bought and cooked the food. My childhood wasn’t the greatest but this whole adult thing is stupid.