What makes someone mature? How do you know when someone has maturity on their side? Since I was very young, people have always commented on how mature I have come across. On occasion it still happens. They say it as a compliment, I think. Either that or they are suggesting that I'm to much of an old hag for my age, but I will take it in the positive sense. I wish I could take credit for this attribute, simply say, oh well that's just the way I am. It's not. I don't even consider myself to be mature. When i was growing up I was the baby of the family. Being the baby of a family lets me be both mature and immature, and probably encourages both equally. Let me explain.
On the one hand we have my mature side. This was nourished by my big sisters, I am sure. Growing up I wasn't around children of my age, I was around my sisters who were eight and eleven years older than me. I listened to adult conversations. No one talked to me like I was a baby. My sisters simply didn't have the time or patience to do that for me. I was enough of an annoyance as it was, without them having to watch what they said in front of. They wouldn't accept my innocence. Don't get me wrong, they protected me when needed, and I was the baby sister, but they refused to talk to me on any other level, than their own. So I knew no other way. I thought that was how everyone was. Kids do stupid things, and on occasion they are encouraged to do so, because they are children and that's how they learn. My sisters simply laughed at me, and rolled their eyes. As I did to my peers when I saw them doing similar things. I always felt like I was forced to grow up a little to fast. That because my childish behaviour wasn't accepted, I was somehow missing out. Maybe in some ways I did. I am pleased about it now though. That I had that adult influence in my life from such an early stage, from people I wanted so badly to be like.
Which leads me to my immature side. As I mentioned I am the baby of the family, and no matter how much I try to escape it, I always will be the baby of the family, and my family will always percieve me as that. My sisters do everything for me. I mean everything. They cook for me, they run about after me. They spoil me. There I said it. I am used to getting my own way. Because of that, and this is where my spoilt brat immature side comes into play. When i don't get my own way, I am worse than a child. I can admit it. I sulk. I throw tantrums, and act like a princess, and you know what the worst thing is? They usually give in to me. Which just enourages my bratish ways. To be fair I'm not like that much anymore, but when I was in my horrible teens I was a nightmare.
So there are my two sides. Both as dominant as the other. I think everyone is the same, at some time or another you need to be mature, and deal with things in a mature manner. We need to be sensible. It can also be fun to be immature. We all have a child inside us somewhere. Just waiting to come out and play, and I refuse to let my child sleep, and be mature all the time. I will be the princess I'm so good at being, every now and then at least, hehe!