Finding Never Land…

Have you ever heard of the Peter Pan Syndrome?

I always ask myself: “Why do we have to grow up?” “Why do we have to become responsible?” “Why do we have to become boring?” Why do we have to take ourselves so seriously?”

I am a grown up, I am a working person, I am what this world wants me to be: a wife, a mother, I own my house and my car. I am what they call a responsible person. Yet I do not feel like one. I still feel like this little girl who wants to have fun and never wants to grow up. I secretly suffer from the Peter Pan Syndrome.

Life was much easier when we were children: Innocent and Free! Now, as grownups, we become bitter, we have so many responsibilities that we, sometimes, forget who we are.  Who are we kidding anyways? Everybody does what they HAVE to do… nobody does what they WANT to do. And for sure, do not get off track because somebody will be there to remind you that you’re on the wrong path.

Who are they? Who are they to tell us what to do? Why do we have to proof ourselves constantly? Why do we look for people’s acknowledgment? Because, at the end of the day, who cares! Someday we’ll die and the world will just go on…. No matter if we did well or not.

Deep down inside, I am still a child. I wish I could just get outside and yell running like crazy on the pavement, but honestly, what would people think? As grownups we have to ‘act’ serious, responsible and of course “Boring”. Boring is the main accomplishment that we made it as responsible adults: Boring dinner conversations, watching Boring TV shows and the most important, a boring lifestyle.

I hate to take myself seriously and I hate people that do take themselves too seriously. On Facebook, I often see pictures of people that aren’t even thirty and have grandparent’s activities and I wonder: “What will these people do when they retire?” When I see this I wonder: “Where has their Peter Pan gone” Did he die at the same time as their inner child? Did they forget what it is to have fun?

Why? Why is it that we grow up to be boring? Why is it that only children can eat and paint with their fingers? Why do we pretend all is fine? Why is it that we consider ourselves achieved whenever we get to fit in?

I wish everybody would still believe in Peter Pan but then where the Hell is Never Land and where do we go from here?