20 is the worst age in the world!

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20 is the worst age in the world and here's why.

1. You're no longer a teenager.
Some people say you're no longer a kid once you turn 18. I call that bull s**t. You're definitely still a kid if you still live with your parents and don't have to worry about paying the bills. Being a teenager is great because you can relax and not have to worry as much. And if you do something stupid, people will just blame it on being an immature teenager. You still look young. Now all of a sudden you're no longer a teenager which leads me to number 2.

2. You really have to start becoming more independent at this age.
You're no longer a teenager so now you REALLY have to start thinking about what you want to do with your life and if you havn't done any s**t yet, you better figure your life out pretty quick. This is the magical age where if you're still not in college, your parents will yell at you to either get an education, get a full-time job and/or move out of the damn house.

3. You're starting to look like a full-fledged adult.
Soon you will no longer be able to pass for a teenager, you're losing that baby face look you had as a teen. Give it a year or two and you will actually look like a full-fledged adult.


4. You can't get away with the same s**t.
You can't get away with the same s**t because you're no longer a teenager. You are being treated more and more like an adult and you're less likely to be forgiven for your immaturity.


5. You can't even drink legally.
Wtf is this s**t?! Nah jk i'm not interested in drinking. But still, some 20 year olds are pissed. (Of course they're the ones probably getting wasted every Saturday night)




As you can see, 20 is the worst age in the world. The age where you are now forced to grow up. No more playing video games or jacking off all day. Sometimes I want to jump off a cliff (probably won't) because of the new stress associated with growing up.

Here's to a better 21.

I had not thought of all that; you make some very good points!

At least you realize that things will get better from here on in.

You have a pretty good perspective on things.

20 was the best year of my life so far, though 21 might eclipse it, dunno.

Aside from the fact that 20 year olds are allowed to buy alcohol here, I agree, 20 was a pretty awful age for me.

Try 25 if you think 20 is bad, that is when you realize you might have lifelong bronchitis because you smoke....you can rent a care but your skin is already starting to deteriorate...and you find yourself looking for skin preserving products because you start to notice the bags and rather scaly open pore skin under your eyes. You think to yourself...maybe I should stop smoking I've been doing it a few years...well. hell just switch to roll your own....hope that cough caused by cigarette smoke goes away....but in retrospect you can rent a car. Or don;t start smoking and you can skip the wow I am still smoking even though cigarettes taste like s**t phase. Than you still want the nicotine so you start buying hemp rolling papers and top end tobacco to make rollies out of and hopefully smoke less...or maybe an e-;liquid device as well.

Ok that is if you are me, if you are not me you may have a better outcome. But you think 20 sucks, well wait till you're 25...my advice is enjoy your pre 25 years, you'll never get them back.

i did not like being 20. i remember i was worried about going insane. i wondered why i am inside my head and nowhere else. that meant that when my head is gone, so will i be.
i wondered what ties my consciousness to me and what i see. why was i born me and no-one else ?

what makes me think? do i know what i am going to think, or do i only know what i think after i think it? i could not determine what was responsible for my thoughts. how do i "see" what i am thinking without smelling it or touching it or visually seeing it? it is a sense no one described ever to me. the sense one uses to detect what they are thinking.

is thinking deliberate or automatic?

all these things made me feel insecure as i felt as if i was the sole driver of my passage through destiny.
i realized that no one would ever have the exact same thought as i do, and even if i described one thought for the rest of my life, no one would ever experience it as i did.

on a material level, i realized that everyone on earths eyes are looking at different things from different directions.
even if i pointed at an object and pushed my head against the person i pointed it out to, they would see it from a slightly different angle to me and so everything anyone sees is only ever seen by them.

even if someone stands where i stood and looks exactly where i looked, it will not be at the same time i looked at it so it will be different.

these thoughts made me wonder if i was going to lose my mind since i realized it was in my control only, but after a while when i did not go insane, i started to realize that it was not going to hurt me.

i think my 30's were the best time of my life.

now i am in my 40's, i realize that there is some possibility of dying from natural causes and i now am suffering from health anxiety which will only get worse with age.
it is debilitating and every time i notice some odd sensation, i catastrophise it and research it and worry it may be cancer or the onset of a stroke or other serious situation.
when i was younger, i had the luxury of knowing that it was extremely unlikely, but now it is not out of the question.

4 weeks ago, i felt a strange sensation in one of my front teeth when i bit on something and i then wiggled it ti see if it was loose and it seemed to be slightly loose, so i imagined it was highly possible that i had gum cancer, and i went to a dentist who told me it was not cancer but referred me for an x-ray anyway, and i was terrified to go back and get the possible news that i would have to have my face chopped off and bum skin grafted over my eyes and then die a painful death with cancer eating through the centre of my nasal cavity and ravaging me.
the result was that there was no cancer or anything else to worry about, but that night i took my blood pressure and noticed a skipped heart beat, and instead of being relieved about the no cancer news, i immediately launched into worrying that i was going through the beginnings of an atrial fibrillation and i paced around with my fingers on my throat feeling my pulse for hours.

i am not looking forward to being elderly and waiting for something to get me, but as people grow older, i believe they fear death less, and when i was 20, i was very anxious about it, or the possibility of losing my mind and winding off down the back of some psychotic terror in an astral plane never discovered by anyone else.