Is it normal to realise that everything is a pretense?
I've begun to realise that nothing is like people tell you.
The first kiss, the falling in love with 'the one', and staying in relationships with people for your whole life. None of that is actually true. So why do they make it up? Why don't people just tell the truth - that life is kind of chaos and nobody really knows what they're doing. There is no formula.
And that everyone is really alone, because we are individuals. And everyone actually only cares about themselves - people think the world revolves around them, and people only take part in conversation to say their bit, they don't listen to the other person. So why do we pretend? People care about themselves more than other people (fact) so why do we keep up the pretense of hanging around each other?
Life isn't like you're taught it should be, so why do they lie to children, only for them to have major reality shocks later?
I knew all this 'in theory' since I was about ten and stopped believing in fairytales, but now it's like 'in practice'. And why have the fairytales, anyway?
Is it normal to have these realisations? Is this what becoming an adult is all about?