For me it was after both of my parents had passed away. There’s something about losing the people who could still see and treat you as their child, no matter how old you had become, that changes things. I do still feel like I’m waiting to be a grow up sometimes. My great grandfather lived to 101, and still often felt that way. But once the “adults” who raised you are gone, you find yourself out in the open and may have to admit that you’re the adult now.
For me it was after both of my parents had passed away. There’s something about losing the people who could still see and treat you as their child, no matter how old you had become, that changes things. I do still feel like I’m waiting to be a grow up sometimes. My great grandfather lived to 101, and still often felt that way. But once the “adults” who raised you are gone, you find yourself out in the open and may have to admit that you’re the adult now.