I hate the word "mature."
Just because I took 30 years between high school and university instead of one I am suddenly identified by a word that implies age, knowledge and confidence. Did I mention age? Okay, I have grey hair, but maturity? I don't even know what faculty I should apply to. Or how, for that matter.
I needed my son to give me a guided tour of how to get from class A to class B, and show me where I should catch the bus.