THANK YOU. I knew I can't be the only one who absolutely fucking despises the world "adulting" (nearly always used in conjunction with fatty symptoms; like bein  ffa  g under 30 and sluggish, always in pain, and taking more medicines than my 90 year old grandma). I've had a happy and fuctional family life, and yet leaving the nest was the absolute fucking best thing in my life: being an independent adult is amazing.  Fuck stupid, infantilised fats craving for someone spoonfeeding them and cleaninng their asses.