There is a moment every adult experiences; when reality slaps you: your salary hits your account, and in minutes, it is almost gone. Bills, debts, food, transport, every naira has an agenda before you even see it. Yesterday, for example, I got my salary, and by the end of the day, I was left with ₦2,000. Just two thousand.
You suddenly remember how easy life was as a kid. The only worry back then was whether you had enough for sweets, chewing gum, or maybe a soda after school. Money was yours to spend, and your happiness didn’t depend on a bank balance or bills.
Now, adulting is brutal. Every little thing costs, and somehow nothing feels enough. Even a “big” salary disappears the moment it lands in your account. You plan, you budget, you prioritize and still, it never seems to be enough.
It hits you how unfair it all feels. The freedom you imagined in adulthood? A lie. The things you thought would bring comfort? They vanish into obligations before you can even enjoy them.
So here you are, staring at your account, wondering when life became this way. You wish you could go back to being five, worrying about candy instead of bills, and just once feel like money actually belongs to you.