I’m 20 years old, and sometimes I get scared of the dark, sometimes I see things at the corner of my eye or hear things late at night because my insomnia keeps me up all night. When I have these fears at night, I often feel secure in knowing that my parents are right in the other room and sometimes I call on them, sometimes I sleep right in between them and they make me feel like I can be safe in their arms. Why is this so bothersome to me? Mainly because of the fact that I am 20 years old still seeking such guidance from her parents. Something I should have let go of when I was 13, but still held on. I always considered myself a “late-bloomer” in the process of learning and understanding and then acting upon what I’ve understood. I mean I have the knowledge in front of me, but I can’t absorb it. Why is it that I’m having such trouble letting go of the “emotional support” I have from my parents? Would this affect how I’d be seen in society, that I can’t be responsible for my actions and my life? Do young adults such as myself (because I’m hoping it’s not just me in the world, alone) have only one option to “move out of their parents house” in order to transition to complete adulthood? What makes a “child” a CHILD and a “young adult” RESPONSIBLE?
I’d really appreciate any help I can get, because even though this is embarrassing, I’d rather get answers and be embarrassed than not get any answers at all. Thanks :]
It’s not embarrassing at all. The only reason it is embarrassing for people that will claim to know the right answers is because it’s embarrassing to them.
You never explored yourself in the dark, and the dark to be scared of it. You can start any time you want. Society doesn’t know anything! The only thing darkness does is not letting you see where you’ll hit your goddamn leg or head, because it hurts. Still, if your parents let you be guided by them, they’re the ones not letting go. They should have explained to you about children and adults if they knew shit, but they don’t. They’re adult children too.
As for emotional support, this reminds me of something… uh. Because you’re family. It’s normal.
I was scared of the dark until I was about 25. It really didn’t effect my life much, mainly because I figured out ways to never be alone in complete darkness…so I never faced it. It’s funny really when you think about it that you’re just suddenly supposed to shake off child like aspects of yourself. So I guess I really wouldn’t worry too much about the whole child/adult thing because it’s mostly nothing to worry about.
A couple of years ago I started to get a taste for digging into my own mind. For a while I was still scared and would stop any time there was something scary…and put the fucking light on, haha. The more my mind threw at me the less scared I got. My fear of spiders became a lot less irrational too. I went from crying every time one was in the room, to now being cool as long as the fuckers not on me :D
At least you have an imagination. Ain’t no one scared of the dark without some imagination. If you feel like it, you can imagine non scary stuff too.