That anxiety issues and depression don’t really go away in adulthood, possibly even becoming worse instead of better.
Loneliness. Even if you have great friends, you spend so much less time together as everyone gets older.
How conflicted you feel when you’re doing better than a lot of people, but you still feel like you’re struggling.
The fact that romantic relationships require work and active maintenance.
Getting paid bi-weekly but only can afford to live like a human for one week! The 2nd week you eat ice!
No one ever tells you *just* how expensive furniture is. Any furniture.
Getting stuck in a job field I don’t give a f*ck about.
I did NOT know how soul-crushing leaving your house to go to work would be. My parents were always dressed when I came downstairs. I didn’t know there were these long stretches of time where you lie in bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking of reasons to calli, wanting to die.
That I basically blink and ten years go by.
Earning a good-ish salary yet never having any money because bills.
Taxes. Budgets. How mortgages work. Basically, anything that deals with money. They taught us trigonometry though.
Love takes the backseat at a certain point of career chasing. It’s almost like you can’t have both at a particular time.