Was adolescence just a long process of unpicking the lies you’ve being told - sometimes for your own benefit? Of reassessing a past you might have misunderstood? Of reconsidering what you thought you knew in light of the bits you gleaned here and there? Of slowly realising how little you understood, deep down, about how the world really works, even just the bit of it that unfolds right in front of your eyes?
Yes.
So is adulthood.
