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Oluwaseun Balogun Nigeria
Student @ Redeemer’s University
In People and Society 2 min read
WE NEVER GREW UP
<p>Adulthood is a performance we put on for an audience that is also pretending.</p><p>We’ve convinced ourselves that maturity is a transformation, a shedding of skin. We tell ourselves the child died so the adult could lead. But the truth is less poetic and much more uncomfortable: The child didn't go anywhere.</p><p>Look closely at the people around you. Not at their resumes or their titles, but at their glitches.</p><p>The way a grown man’s shoulders hunch when he’s criticized, that’s not a manager; that’s a boy waiting for a lecture. The way a woman's eyes go cold when she's ignored, that’s a girl being left off the playground. We see it in the frantic way they check their phones, the way they hold a fork, the specific pitch of their laughter when they finally feel safe.</p><p>We don’t grow up. We just build a cage of "professionalism" and "etiquette" around a creature that hasn't aged a day.</p><p>The tragedy isn't that we have an inner child. The tragedy is the exhaustion of keeping the door locked. We spend our lives curated, polished, and profoundly bored, terrified that if we let the child speak, the world will see us for the frauds we are.</p><p>But the brave ones, the ones who are actually alive, have stopped fighting the haunting. They’ve realized the secret to a meaningful life isn't killing the child to become a man. It’s realizing the man is just a shell for the child to play in.</p><p>Stop trying to outgrow the person you’ve always been. You are not a new building; you are just the house the child lives in. And eventually, everyone hears the floorboards creak.</p>

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