

Here's a wild truth I've come to accept in my mid-30s: being an adult is mostly Googling how to do basic life stuff and hoping no one notices you're winging it.
So much of your 20s is spent trying to keep your houseplants alive, navigating dodgy sharehouses and trying to work out whether that mole on your leg has always looked like that. And then suddenly, you blink and everyone's buying property, having babies, and asking you about life insurance?