Recently I’ve noticed an influx of wedding photos on my Facebook Newsfeed. People I went to school with have tied the knot. Many have had babies (notice the plural) and some of the married families have their own little love nest. I keep asking myself when did everything get so...adult? Yes, at the age of 21 I’m technically an adult, but things have progressed and taken me by surprise.
Those my age who went to University have now completed their three year degrees; I on the otherhand, decided to rewind, pick a new course and start again last September which means I’ve –in a way – regressed (albeit, for the right reasons). Some of my peers will get proper jobs, utilising their degrees to further them. Most unfortunately, will struggle with the lack of available jobs for graduates and will share the frustration with those that finished Higher Education last year and/or the year previous.
I’ve even met the stress of house hunting. I never knew it was such a tension riddled process; in terms of the actual accommodation and the people hoping to be moving in.
It’s as though a lorry has arrived and delivered the “it’s time to grow up” crate(s).
It doesn’t help that the government isn’t on the side of ‘the young adults’ (to give it a collective name of sorts). Targeting those who are under 25 on housing benefit, the unemployed, less fortunate, students, graduates, disabled...the list seems endless.
On the subject of reduced housing benefit for those under 25 years of age – I was tweeting a man who, let’s say had ‘strong right wing opinions’, on immigration and benefits. His biased Daily Mail waffle was, and this is the nicer way to word it, absolutely disgusting. He believed that 90% of those on benefits were not legit. He believed that not one of them worked, that abuse by a parent could be brushed over, that housing benefit was not a life line for some young people and not enough respected their parents. It didn’t matter that homelessness for 2011/12 had risen by 14% from 2010/11 and now stands at a shocking 50,290 people. Although his ideology was extreme, even at a milder level it’s this type of bias and these stereotypical opinions that make the benefit system appear like a dirty river, like The Thames.
It’s like this: You can’t have housing benefit so you must go and get a job. There are no jobs. Work for free as part of a government approved ‘scheme’. Hmm. In the meantime...please go and live with your parents even if they can’t afford to keep you.
You see, being a grown-up isn’t all that fun. Dave has sucked the fun out of it.