On Immaturity and Commitment

I was talking to a co worker yesterday. 

He said two things that bothered me. 

He said that I had the maturity level of a 21 year old. 

FALSE. 

Maturity is my fucking middle name asshole. 

Just because my parents do house things for me like make my bed and cook breakfast for me does not make immature. 

It makes lazy

I am lazy. 

No biggie. 

Just because I don't take things very seriously doesn't make me immature either. 

It makes me silly. 

I am silly. 

It's better than dwelling on problems and taking your life too seriously. 

Second thing that bothered me. 

We started talking about commitment and I pretty much freaked out. 

Palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy

There wasn't any vomit on my sweater but I really wouldn't have minded some of my mom's spaghetti at point. 

I actually started to sweat just talking about commitment. 

It made me a little upset that I got so freaked out. 

It's not like I've ever had a terrible relationship to say "oh yeah that's why I hate commitment". 

Well, the reason I've never had a relationship is because I don't let it happen. 

Whatever. 

I feel like this might be stifling me personally. 

I should work on that.