- Joined
- Oct 31, 2012
- Location
- The Lost Woods
What I miss about childhood? Oh man, there is so much... I really loved my childhood, I have to say. I'd gladly experience it again.
Other than the innocence, I miss the things I found fun-- the ways I could play and pretend and have the time of my life doing so. You can't play like a child anymore now without getting disapproval or judgement in some way, so oftentimes a lot of that is kept inside. I still remember the time I felt the first pang of embarrassment from the pretend games I usually played due to growing older. Over time, I came to feel more and more ridiculous until I stopped 'playing around' in that sense altogether. No matter how much I adored these games, I still couldn't bring myself to play along in the same way I had once before. Some of the enjoyment had been taken away, and I didn't understand why-- but I assumed it had to do with age.
Don't get me wrong, we do find our own brand of great fun in adulthood, but something never quite replaces the carefree way you experienced it in childhood.
I remember on the night of my 14th birthday, the thought randomly crossed my mind that if Peter Pan existed, that day would've marked the end of any chance I'd ever have had of flying off to Neverland. It upset me on such a deep level, LOL.
Other than the innocence, I miss the things I found fun-- the ways I could play and pretend and have the time of my life doing so. You can't play like a child anymore now without getting disapproval or judgement in some way, so oftentimes a lot of that is kept inside. I still remember the time I felt the first pang of embarrassment from the pretend games I usually played due to growing older. Over time, I came to feel more and more ridiculous until I stopped 'playing around' in that sense altogether. No matter how much I adored these games, I still couldn't bring myself to play along in the same way I had once before. Some of the enjoyment had been taken away, and I didn't understand why-- but I assumed it had to do with age.
Don't get me wrong, we do find our own brand of great fun in adulthood, but something never quite replaces the carefree way you experienced it in childhood.
I remember on the night of my 14th birthday, the thought randomly crossed my mind that if Peter Pan existed, that day would've marked the end of any chance I'd ever have had of flying off to Neverland. It upset me on such a deep level, LOL.
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