I HAVE always been a firm believer that everything happens for a reason, and that fate would eventually work everything out for me.

When I was 15 I would look at 21-year-olds and think their lives were perfect. They got to make all their own decisions, and have ultimate freedom.

When I turned 18 I finished high-school and moved out of home into a dormitory in Bathurst, I naively thought I was an adult. Legally I was an adult but, mentally I was far from one.

I realised that being a young adult you never really know if you are making the right decision or not. Do I need private health insurance, what car insurance should I get, should I move out of home?

I used to think will I regret this choice in 10 years or if I don't do this now will I never get to in the future?

I always thought it would be easier to make choices about my life, about moving, about choosing careers. I always thought adults just automatically did everything right.

As I've gotten older I still sometimes feel like I am 13, sitting at the dinner table with the 'adults' thinking I was old enough to make the same decisions as they have.

Young people everywhere are pressured to make snap decisions about their life and their careers but, sometimes you need to sit back and reflect.

Sometimes you do need to face uncertainty or you need to be patient.

I still wonder when the time will come where I feel like an adult.