Childhood has zero freedom. Also its can be emotionally excrutiating if you rolled bad rng and got shitty parents.
Adulthood is just wage slavery.
Being old is just dementia and suffering from a lot of diseases.
What the hell? This game sucks 0/10
I wanna play this game respawned as a cat, with a faithful human servant of course.
If you got bad rng and bad parents then you also are fucked as an adult. Imagine being in the 30th storey of a building with no fundament…
Anyways this question can’t be answered objectively because everyone has their own experiences and was shaped by them differently.
You say children have no freedom, but they can actually be quite free, care free and innocent.
You say adults are wage slaves, but forget you also have some freedoms here and there such as getting small things and building deep emotional conectioms to others.
Being old can be also quite freeing… there is a reason why sexual disseases are soaring to the roofs specially with old people. Yes, grandpa and grandma do it quite wildly…
That said personally I like the current me the best. Not doing great, but chosing to work on myself. So I go for adulthood.
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Okay time for my wall of text:
My parents were busy all the time. My childhood basically comprised of being either (1) in school or (2) stuck at home with my older brother (and since we are both minors, we aren’t allowed to go outside, I mean its not like I’d dare to go outside without a trusted adult) or (3) was stuck in some afterschool program, because its actually illegal to leave kids at home, and my mother thought I’d learn English better (because we are immigrants) if I was forced in a school environment. I mean I guess so, but I also got bulled a lot. I was almost always the last one to get picked up by my parents, like fucking 6:30 PM or something (yes they run afterschool programs to from normal dismassal time until 6PM). I’m not gonna blame my parent for it, they’ve got work, but still, this fucking economy ffs, or (4) in summer, they’d put me in fucking summer programs running from like 7AM to fucking 6PM holy fucking shit dude. (well i can’t remember if thise summer programs dismiss at 3PM or 6PM, but either way, its fucking hell).
I never had a friend, not even much “aquaintances”. I kinda just felt alone in a massive crowd. My English got better, but I also kinda had PTSD from my older brother’s abuse that I sort of have anxiety and distrust people, and that combined with me not understanding the language for like the first 2 years or so, I kinda got used to be in silence.
For like 4 years, most of my waking hours were at some sort of school thing. Alone, well not alone alone, but nobody really want to talk to me. Even ABCs would bully me. Wtf. But also I don’t speak enough Mandarin to be friends with new immigrant kids who were from like Sichuan or something. So I kinda felt so… idk… like socially ostricised, belonging to neither groups.
I know this doesn’t apply most people, but I guess I just got bad RNG. 🤷♂️
Hey bro, I am really sorry you went through that and I really hope you are getting help the you need and are working on your traumas even if it’s fricking hard.
I don’t want to make this into a dick meassuring contest on who had it worse, but I was also held inside by my parents my whole childhood and teenage years. I was lucky enough to have an alcoholic father (who was drinking away the sorrows of his abbusive childhood) and a manipulative, helicopter mum (who was over compensating the fact that she was never loved by her mum). And yeah as a kid I was beat up so often I even developed strategies against it (putting toys in my pants so I would feel the belt that hard). Every lunch / dinner I would be yelled at, telling me I was lucky I was not abandoned, how stupid I was, how I was a waste of space from my drunk dad while my mum said nothing. As a teen once I was taller than my mum and beating wasn’t an option anymore my mum would pull all the plays from the manipulation book to keep my dancing on the palm of her hands (she even tries it today, even if she lives like 1000km away from me.) She used my own chronic illness for so long as ways for manipulation… to keep me inside… boyyy there are so many things she uaed as a form of manipulation. TLDR my brother has dysfunctional depression, PTSD and has given up. My sister has burnout depression due to the PTSD, ah is still fighting. I have functional depression and PTSD from my childhood and am still fighting. (My parents really out did themselves 3 of 3 mentally fucked by our up bringing).
Still, that doesn’t change the fact that childhood can be pretty good if you are not dealt a shitty hand and there is everywhere some kinda brightside at any point and age you are at in life. I’ve gotten to know people that have had a shittier childhood than me and I’ve gotten to know people that had it way better than I had it. I’ve gotten to know inspiring people that got over their childhood trauma and other mental illnesses and people that gave up. Healthy people and people that act as if they are healthy. That’s why I personally chose adulthood in the answer earlier. Because as an adult I realized I can work on things. I’m pretty lucky I got a good therapist I can work on my past on and yes, there were time I did not want to go to therapy because we are going through some deep wounds… it may have felt awefull at first but it’s getting better and better…
PS. I hope you seek yourself help and find the kind of help you need. And yes it may hurt at first but the pay off is incredible. Stay strong.
Okay thanks for that story, now I oddly feel a bit better since at least my childhood wasn’t that f’ed up. Sorry to hear about it tho.