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Real Stories

Being an Adult: Take 1

Wow wow wow

Adulting is hard

Aside from learning to pay bills, do taxes, and all those other things we probably should have learned in high school… growing up has been a little more hectic than in thought it would be. I am reconsidering Peter Pan and Tinks advice to never grow up because I definitely feel like a Lost Boy right now.

If you follow me on Instagram or read this blog, then you know I made some crazy impulsive decisions over the summer. I dropped out of the University of Hawaii (like DAYS before I got on the plane to fly out) and then still moved to Hawaii with basically no plan. And everyone got to follow along with that, and then I posted how in just a few days I had my apartment, car, and job all set up and everything was falling into place.

Or so I thought.

I decided to take a semi-break some social media about a week or two into my adventure which meant that you guys missed out on the real side of my Hawaii adventure.

I drove a 1993 Toyota pick-up truck that violently shook with every inch I drove — free car massage, maybe more like free whiplash… But none the less good Ol’ Blue got me around the island and could hold a paddleboard in the back, so he lived up to the part.

My apartment was so cute in the pictures… And then I got there and there was no hot water, no gas, barely any electricity, no parking, an ant problem, a broken oven, and no air condition and windows that only partially opened but let the rainstorms blow in to give me shower while I slept.

But I made it work and we learned to befriend the lizards and let them in to spend the night and eat the ants. We bought a little AC and tons of fans. We got the gas fixed and a new oven so no more takeout and ice-cold showers.

And then there was the job… I thought it was going to be great, I was working at a gym! How could that possibly be bad? Well… I didn’t really care for the boss’s personality. The way they talked to people and carried themselves gave me a bad vibe and I felt disrespected in our conversations… So, after about my uh fourth day? I was stopped and asked if we had a problem… and of course, lying is wrong, so I said yes (I know what you’re all thinking, I am either an idiot or a badass).

I explained how I felt when I was spoken to or when I saw their interactions with others, and for the next two days everything seemed fine. And then I came in on Monday and was, with no surprise, let go. I know a lot of people would say that I was disrespectful and that I have to respect those over me, but what if they do not respect me? I thought people earned respect. I believe that I should not spend any time or energy being in a place or around people that do not make me happy. So why would I want to work for someone that I did not see as a beneficial person to have in my daily life? Especially while living in the most beautiful place.

So, I went on to find a new job, and was somehow offered a “big kid job” at an insurance company making big kid money. I made it through my first day and remembered how much I hate the office setting and why I left my last office job. So, I walked in that next morning and quit. I said it wasn’t the right fit for me at this point in my life. Which was true. Why would I want to work a full-time office job when I could be outside exploring? I came to terms that I had enough savings to just float along for a while and take my time getting a job. So that is exactly what I did. I made the most of Hawaii.

I made amazing friends, ate amazing food, learned so much about people and myself, and got to spend a few months focusing on myself. I got to swim with sharks, dolphins, and sea turtles. Learn to climb a coconut palm and chop a coconut in half with a machete, drink the water, and then eat the inside. I was able to try all these amazing and odd fruits. Spend every morning at an awesome coffee shop with great people and then head off to swim and paddleboard all morning. I have no regrets about dropping out of school and not working. It gave me the freedom to be happy and enjoy this time of my life where I can just relax and adventure and learn about myself.

So, as September came to an end and I was slowly running out of money, I decided to head home. I didn’t want to ruin this beautiful peaceful place with the stress of a job and school, so I decided to leave on a high note with amazing memories and the dream of going back to experience those same memories and see those great people. I missed my family and realized how much I wanted to be there to see them take new steps in their own lives. I also realized my real passion is in fitness and design. So as I continue to become a personal trainer, I also plan on getting a certificate in graphic design… maybe… I clearly change my mind daily. But I allowed myself to see where I truly shine and what fills my heart the most and move forward din life with a slightly clearer path.

I believe everyone should take time in their life to step back and take a break and focus on themselves. If we aren’t happy and content mentally then what’s the point? Once we are happy in our minds and at peace is when we truly get to experience and live our best life.

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by Devon Weimholt

Up and coming Writer, Graphic Designer, and Adult! Life is rough and I’ve had my ups and downs in every aspect of death, relationships, body image, and mental health and want to share my experiences so others who may be going through the same thing won’t feel alone.


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