This past June I turned 26, and this year marked my fourth year living on my own and working full time. Despite being an “adult” by all intents and purposes, I’ve found over the years that merely being in close proximity with my parents triggers this innate childlike state in me. I would find myself feeling independent and mature at work and while running errands at my apartment, but the minute I would visit my parents, I felt like a kid again.
I mean, who can blame me? These were the people who held me as a baby, changed my diapers, and saw all my childish tantrums. How could I possibly relate to them as an adult?