tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556908470111862027.post1462668558138966889..comments2023-08-27T09:42:00.889-04:00Comments on Inklings: The shift from childhood to adulthood, Or: does growing up mean you've "changed"?Theresehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15714371500752756536noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556908470111862027.post-73965248355056398802011-12-16T16:44:10.676-05:002011-12-16T16:44:10.676-05:00I actually thought about this matter when I've...I actually thought about this matter when I've been interacting with my younger brothers. More of a "do they consider X to be important, or can they even consider it to be important?" <br /><br />I think being adult comes from the realization of why one has to do certain things, regardless of whether they're "nice" or "enjoyable" or "fun". While not an abrogation of fun, it's in essence the ability to postpone, or altogether reject, enjoyment of certain things for a greater purpose. <br /><br />Because, I believe that children are, at the beginning, essentially hedonists, and they won't really do anything that causes them pain. In that way they have to be taught morality, or at least be brought to understand their innate inner ethics. It's a very complicated and long process.<br /><br />I doubt I attained any semblance of real maturity until well into high school or perhaps into college. By the time I was a senior, I couldn't stand my HS freshman self, and then in college, I couldn't stand my high school self at all. However, I've found a sort of tolerance for "self" since I went to Rome...Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03477528554025435782noreply@blogger.com