Calvin

by Miles Benson

This makes me hate life.

Now is not the rhyme, eh Calvin?

I Thank you for the blog christening, they help me know who is listening↓
  • What exactly is it that you “hate” about “becoming a ‘typical adult?’”

  • Complacency with becoming one. Accepting the status quo for how one person is expected to be as one grows older.

  • this makes me hate life too.

  • Right?

  • How is one expected to be when one grows older?

  • Fill me in, because I’m not sure.

  • don’t overmedicate your kids :(

  • AHHHH! THE DESTRUCTION OF IMMAGINATION!!!

    If it wasn’t for all this growing up bullshit we’d still be sticking our dicks in the sand.

  • The expectations one has when they grows older is different for everyone. I’m sure you have yours that don’t apply to others just as I do with mine.

    I suppose when I do speak of expectations I am talking in a very broad sense hoping that everyone will immediately understand what it is I am talking about but clearly that is not the case. I am hesitant on leaving examples specifically because they may not apply to you or that they may not seem like a big deal or something to fret over.

    But maybe I can answer it this way:

    I think a difficult thing for me to get around is seeing people give in to those expectations when I am not. Leaving me in a position of giving in as well or finding new people to associate with. Which by itself seems easier said than done. But, finding new people to associate with that are in the same position as me or cutting ties with those of who I can no longer relate with isn’t as easy for me as it may be for others.

  • Yes and never over medicate your kids.

    Just beat them blind.

  • hmm, I want to respond / react to Happy Noodle Boy’s comment…but I don’t know how.

    And it’s NOT, oddly enough, because of the dicks in the sand comment.

  • Maybe this is neither here nor there, but, it seems that we spend so much of our youth looking for some disaster. Looking for something to slow us down, and keep us trapped in one place long enough to look underneath the surface of things. Looking to car crashes, wars, or fights to make us sit still. Getting cancer or getting pregnant…the thing we’re looking for is for something to catch us by surprise. That disaster stops us from living the life we’d planned as children.

    The reason could be because we’re preparing ourselves for future more significant life changes that we wouldn’t be able to handle with a younger mentality.

    But that’s what worries me, is that we’re so busy ensuring that our future will be prepared for what’s coming that we forget where we came from and think that the life rules we lived by when we were younger can no longer hold validity as we grow older. And maybe that’s truth, and one of the reasons I struggle with things so is because I cannot let myself accept that or maybe I struggle so much because everyone else becomes complacent to the expectations and I am the one left trying to determine am I doing wrong or are others?

    Why do we let go of the life we planned to live when we were children and let it go under the guise of it not being a reality?

  • I think you assume that everyone lets go of their dreams because they “settle” when many people have never actually settled at all. And who’s to say that children don’t settle? I think I actually settled way more as a child than I ever have as an adult. I settled because I didn’t realize who I was and what I could actually accomplish. I have only become more self-aware and confident with age, and that is why adulthood doesn’t frustrate me.

    And what does “settle” and “complacency” even mean? You have said to my face that you think I am complacent. You aren’t wrong. I am complacent about many things, and I admit that about myself. Sometimes I even wish I was more of a maverick. I admire people who are.

    But I genuinely believe that there are situations and circumstances in life that I have no control over (temporarily or permanently). Trying to control them is both arrogant and ignorant. I am bound to fail if I try to play God, even to my own life. Failure will lead to disappointment. Frequent disappointment to cynicism. And you know what? “Settling” for contentment, or inner peace, is not settling at all. It is actually the greatest achievement in life.

    Yet, I am not as complacent as you (and even others) think I am. I am always bettering myself, or at least attempting to. Because I can clearly see what is attainable for me, and what isn’t, I actually move forward. My entire life has been one upward climb to a peak that I admittedly may never reach. I may not be racing to the top, but I am not aimlessly wandering around the mountain wondering why other people are ahead or behind me on the climb either. I am going at my own pace, and reaching my own goals. Maybe only going one mile in one day is “complacency” or maybe slowing myself down to walk with another person who is slower than me is “settling.” But I ain’t sitting down, I haven’t gotten lost, and I’ve never been looking for any disasters to give me an excuse to stop moving up.

    I don’t know if this makes any sense to you. What you wrote was very vague and I may not have understood. But your responses haven’t helped me comprehend anything at all about these societal, adult “expectations” you feel pressured to live up to and this “complacency” that you focus on in other people all around you, that you think you are not a part of too.

  • “What you wrote was very vague and I may not have understood. But your responses haven’t helped me comprehend anything at all about these societal, adult “expectations” you feel pressured to live up to and this “complacency” that you focus on in other people all around you, that you think you are not a part of too.”

    —-

    “The expectations one has when they grows older is different for everyone. I’m sure you have yours that don’t apply to others just as I do with mine.

    I suppose when I do speak of expectations I am talking in a very broad sense hoping that everyone will immediately understand what it is I am talking about but clearly that is not the case. I am hesitant on leaving examples specifically because they may not apply to you or that they may not seem like a big deal or something to fret over.”

    —–

    If I called you complacent to your face then I suppose I do owe you an explanation and a less vague one at that; but I first have to know who you are and second it’s best not to do it through comments on a blog. The blog and comments that ARE here are supposed to be for everyone, this explanation you seek for why I would call you complacent needs to be a personal one. Contact me directly for this…

    Otherwise keep commenting people! Thank you so much!

  • complacent girl, I don’t know anything about was said, but I have to admit that I agree with most of your sentiments above in terms of the general ideas and questions.

    I like when you said, “And who’s to say that children don’t settle?” I think that’s an interesting point! I think children settle just as much as adults do, even if in different ways. Although I think the idea behind the cartoon and the other’s comments is that adults lose their imagination, and thus their lives become mundane, traditional, and routine, which is a huge shame.

    I also like what you said about understanding your abilities and limits and taking action based on that. I can definitely relate to those ideas.

    Miles, I agree that your response to the original question (which I happened to post) was very vague, but I understand that at the core you are saying that you are expected to give up on “fanciful” notions to become another “pencil pusher” who falls into the routine of “adult” life. When you have ideas other than that, people think you are foolish or idealistic. I too can relate to this on some levels, and understand your frustration. I have definitely been guided down a “conservative” life path by my own family, and sometimes wonder what else I might be doing if I had made different choices.

    I think these newest comments (although they seemed to get personal) are interesting because on another post I wrote about incidents in my life that made me feel “old” and this makes me want to write something similar about incidents in my life that made me feel “young!”

  • Incidents in my life that made me feel “young:”

    1. I am a teacher. I hang out with kids all day long. (You like to point out that I call them ‘kids,’ when I talk ABOUT them), but I never actually call them kids when I am talking TO them, and that is because I try very hard to not be the teacher that talks AT them.

    2. On that note, I am going to the prom in May!!!

    3. On that note, when I tell people I am a high school teacher, the typical response is often something along the lines of “But you look like you should be in high school.”

    4. One of my most favorite memories of all time: I said to my best friend on a summer day, “I have always wanted to roller skate. Let’s go buy roller skates.” And a few hours later we were zooming around the halls of our elementary school. And we were 20 years old.

    5. One of my most favorite memories of all time: I came up with the crazy plan that my friend and I should each make a treasure box for each other but not tell the other what’s in it, bury them in the woods near my house, and dig them up a year later using handmade treasure maps. Exactly a year later we trekked out to the woods with shovels and dug for hours. The god damned hole was seriously 6 feet deep. We never found the boxes, but I remember thinking: This is what we are doing instead of going out to bars with our friends.

    6. I still like to skip!

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