Surely there is a moment in every kid's life that your level of responsibility has increased, and you are entering a new stage in life. By law, you are an adult at the age of 18. For most, its hard to look back and think that you were actually an adult at that point in your life and you definitely have grown since then. This gives you no place to pin on your time-line of life, the point at which you have truly reached adulthood. The question at this point is: "When am I truly an adult, legally, (the easy part) and mentally?"
For now, I have no idea what to tell you about where to place your book mark labeled "Adult", but for me, I know exactly where to put mine. I am calling myself an adult at the very moment I bought a weed-whacker. Adulthood equals weed-whacker purchase and operation. I live in a dwelling which actually charges about $45 per month more than the adjacent dwellings, but I have to mow the grass. To make the job look nicer, I decided to purchase a weed-whacker. While operating it for the first time, the engine buzzing, smoke bellowing, grass and weed clippings flying, this sudden feeling of adult-hood poured over me. It was like nothing else I'd felt before. Before, everything was always a feeling of accomplishment. This was more like a feeling of responsibility. I knew as a kid that only adults (or younger guys working for money) owned and operated weed-whackers. So the moment I realized I was a kid who was owning and operating a weed whacker, I knew I had become an adult.
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