I don't know exactly when I lost my innocence but I can tell you when I finally "grew up". It was my first month up at college. It was a few months past my 18th birthday and I was on my own for the first time in my life. I had gone about 2 weeks without seeing my parents which was the longest I had ever gone in my life. I was kinda lonely although I had a lot of friends there. I realized that I wasn't a kid anymore. I could no longer use the excuse "but I'm a kid" if I ever got myself into trouble. Also, I no longer had my parents to bail me out of trouble or solve my problems. I had relied a lot on them when growing up and for the first time ever, I was on my own. I was doing my own grocery shopping, cooking for myself, cleaning up after myself, and paying my bills. It was really hard at first because as I was learning to be independent I also had classes and pledging to worry about. But, I got use to it and I am now way more independent then I ever imagined I'd be. I can't even begin to think of what it would be like to live back at home with my parents and have them do everything for me again. And, personally, I wouldn't want them to.
