I remember hearing this quote as a young adult, probably in my early twenties.
I agreed with it. After all, this IS how I felt, and frankly, how we all felt. Young people just starting out, that things would get better, easier, etc. All that was needed was time and hard work.
As much as I hate to say I'm a "millenial", I am. I'm just as upset as my younger counterparts, just too worn down and pragmatic to complain anymore. The older I get, the more and more soul crushingly obvious it is that the 50's dream we were spoon fed through tv reruns, and our boomer relatives and teachers will not happen.
Whats tragic is through all the disapointments and setbacks, I STILL believe in my deepest being as I did at 16. That this is all temporary, and that the family, friends, and white picket fence will one day come if I just work harder.
I just wish I knew what was real, and actually attainable, and what is just pure romantic notion, so I could accept my fate and finally be content. To be content, is all I really want anyway.