My mom would read my mind so scarily often it convinced me that adults had some unspoken ability to read the minds of minors, and that’s why 18 = adulthood. If I thought someone was reading my mind I‘d internally tell them “I know you’re listening to me…”. I was SO relieved when I turned 18 and realized nobody was tuning in to my internal radio.
one of the key indicators that i'm not doing well is that i'll start responding less to when people outside of my close friend group message me. and i dont think i wouldve understood this about myself if i was a teenager. idk im much more aware abt these things which makes it sometimes easier to navigate
To me its just whenever I talk to a teenager, or even more so with a 18 year old. Everytime I realise that 18 yos today were born in 2006, I feel like I have to sit down for a bit!! 😮💨
