6 Ways Growing Up In The 90’s Was a Completely Different Sort of Childhood

It’s not just that the technology was different. The entire experience of being alive was different. And there are specific things about it that simply cannot be conveyed to anyone who didn’t live them — no matter how hard you try.

The particular loneliness of being bored with no way out

Not boredom you could solve with a phone. A deep, ceiling-staring, nothing-on-TV, everyone-busy, nowhere-to-go boredom that just had to be endured until your brain eventually generated its own entertainment. That specific feeling produced a kind of creativity that has no modern equivalent.

Having a “phone voice”

When you called a friend’s house, a parent might answer. And you had to be polite, articulate, and composed to an adult you’d never met before they’d hand over their child. Every kid developed a telephone manner out of pure necessity. It was an accidental social skill that nobody teaches anymore.

The commitment required to make plans

You agreed to meet someone at a specific place at a specific time — and then you both just had to show up and trust that it would work. No “on my way” texts. No last-minute changes. If you said the mall fountain at 2pm, you were at the mall fountain at 2pm, or the plan simply failed.

Information that was just gone

A song you heard once on the radio. A movie you half-watched at a friend’s house. An actor whose name you couldn’t quite remember. That information could be lost forever. You might spend years occasionally wondering about it. The concept of an unanswerable question has been completely erased from modern life.

The specific anxiety of a busy signal

You needed to reach someone. You called. The line was busy. You had no idea when to try again, how long they’d be on, or who they were talking to. You just hung up and tried again later. Indefinitely. That particular helplessness no longer exists anywhere.

Photographs that you couldn’t see until weeks later

You took the picture and then waited — sometimes a month — to find out if it was good. No retakes. No preview. The moment was captured or it wasn’t, and you had no idea which until the envelope came back from the drugstore.

It wasn’t worse. It wasn’t better. It was just a fundamentally different way of being in the world. What’s the one thing from this list that hits you hardest? Drop it in the comments, and follow for more.