Peter Pan syndrome- the inability to grow up or to engage in behavior usually associated with adulthood. Usually, people classified under the condition are looked down upon, seen as ignorant, or too childish to comprehend. They continue living in their clueless fantasy world. But why is it so criticized? What’s wrong with wanting to be clueless? What’s wrong with not wanting to shoulder the responsibilities I wasn’t prepared for? What’s wrong with not wanting to recognize all the troubles and faults of today’s society? What’s so wrong with wanting to believe that everyone is good and that there’s no bad? What’s wrong with not wanting to recognize the movement of time? what’s wrong with not wanting to change? what’s so wrong with liking the life that you have now? What’s wrong with never wanting to come to terms with the fact that the people you love may never come back? What’s wrong with being ignorant? Because I will rather be clueless and happy, than knowledgeable and depressed. At least I used to be. Until I realized that even if I resisted change, it was going to happen and I can’t keep marching in place. Because even if I stay exactly the same, everyone else moves forward, and whether I realize it or not, I’m not the same. I’m different, everyone is. I can’t resist something as absolute as time. As powerful, as forceful. It’s impossible. I can’t forget about what I already know. all that I’ve learned, my experiences, my changes, no matter how hard I try. And now that I know of them, I can’t just ignore them. I have to take action. I have to change them, no matter how ironic it seems to be. I want to make a difference. I was never Peter Pan. I was always a lost boy.