I am actually quite disturbed by this realization. I understand that I am not physically a teenager, but that's the easy part. I live very much like a seventeen-year-old. My "space" (no pun intended) in this world consists of a messy bedroom in my parents' house. I own an old car and I work part-time while pretending that I'm working on a novel that I will one day finish and therefore make something of myself.
I'm not saying this just because I feel like getting down on myself. I'm saying it because maybe putting it on "paper" will spur me on to actually do something about it.
It's time to grow up mentally and emotionally. Any suggestions on how to do that?