Pseudo Maturity and the Teenage Drama

So this weekend was pretty much a nightmare for me. The usual couple problems hit and were blown out of proportion. Everyone should know what I am talking about. I do not do this often, or even rarely. I have, for my whole life, prided myself on being a very mature individual. I grew up seldom with friends my own age (outside of school). I was surrounded by adults and assimilated to their culture, even when I was only as tall as their hips. I learned to problem solve and to talk things out, to always understand that there is never one point of view. But… relationships complicate everything… (sigh). Before I cause myself any trouble, I am not saying relationships are not worth their hassles. Of course they are. I am not going to list the pros of being in a real relationship, that would take to long. I am going to stick to this weekend. Anyways, some disagreements… some inconsiderate actions… slight events that tumble from insignificant grains of sand to mountainous meteoroids that destroy weekends. BUT! Miraculously! These problems are solved within days or hours in the usual teenager fashion….hours or days of silence. I find it annoying, but when I am participating in one of these battles… well… it all makes sense. WRONG! It does not. That brings along my Title, pseudo maturity. All the time I thought I was grown up, was I not? Am I regressing? Was I unique or is this normal? Nonetheless, I do not like these skirmishes. Adulthood is so damn complicating… I do not see how you do it. I feel like as I am growing older I am loosing my sense of rationality. But, again, I would not relinquish my relationship for anything, I am just complaining to take up time and space and thoughtfully pat on a few keys. So, as I am ending my dramatic little monologue, I want to leave asking the question: is this normal? And is it grown out of?