Personal Narrative: Transition To Adulthood

Bent and war torn, the world crumbles at the hands of our genius species, too genius for our own good. As I’ve become older, I am not so blind to corruption; but as Orwell said “Ignorance is Strength.” My loss of naievity doesn’t make me weak, rather it makes me realize how small I really am. John-Paul Sartre said in his play “Huis Clos” that “Hell is other people,” but how does that explain how heavenly the idea of “love” is. I guess the real question is, “how does love feel?” That really all depends on the situation of it’s reciprocation. It’s coming from me to her, but is it also from her to me? The transition to adulthood isn’t marked by how mature someone is, it’s marked by the ability to see through and entertain two conflicting ideas. Adulthood is when you can look a task in the face and say “I’m going to take care of this, the right way, not just a temporary solution.” Adulthood is seeing scary things and understanding frightening concepts, like during …show more content…
I started reading books about the faults of society and seeing things that scared me, things that I couldn’t stop. I saw the economy collapsing, people rioting, diseases spreading, the scariest part of it was knowing I couldn’t stop it. Knowledge also has it’s perks, too. I began to look at things insightfully and pull deeper meaning out of something seemingly narrative. Words started to make sense and were beautiful. I started to want to learn things, because knowledge leads to more knowledge. I can still keep my life line. I can preach for peace to curb the riots to stop. I can combat the recession by working hard, getting a college degree, and using that degree in a specialized job. I can teach people that they can make a difference, but they have to work together because none of us is as strong as all of us. I love learning, and I’ve learned that the best way to teach is to make something insightful to make people think and learn something by