Welcome to Adolescence

I read this tumblr post long back, which cites some really true facts that are actually quite typical of a teenager’s life, despite everyone being so very different from each other, despite living in and coping with different situations.

 “No one keeps their middle school friends forever. You’ll fail a test once in your life. Your teachers will assign your seats away from your friends and your parents will assign you to your room when you do wrong things. You’re going to get drunk and say something you’ll regret. You’re going to cry over boys whose names you won’t remember in twenty years. You’re going to call your friends names behind their back when they make you mad, and they’re going to do the same to you. You’re going to be on your own, once in a while. Your opinions about people will change once you get to know them. You will judge someone based on the rumors you heard about them, once in your life. People are going to make fun of the music you listen to; others will like it just the same. You’re never going to finish all your homework. You’re going to cry, and maybe, just maybe, need a hug from your mom. You’re going to bullshit at least one exam essay you write and pray that you sound like you know what you’re talking about. You’re going to get lost in a neighborhood you don’t know and walk around till you find where you’re going. You’re going to sing sappy teenage ballads all alone in your room, when no one else is home. You’ll get mad at your parents and wish they’ll leave you be. You’re going to dream of getting out of town, and when you finally do, you’re going to miss it. You’re going to fall in and out of love, and one day you might really figure out what that word means.”

You’ll get punished, whistled at, cheated on, yelled at, ditched by your friends, played by boys, pranked upon, laughed at.

You’re never going to stop looking for yourself. You won’t fully know what all you are really capable of.  You are a teenager, so stop trying so hard, expecting so much, hurting yourself, crying so often. Take a walk outside, walk with your head held high, quit talking shit about people. Go to school and smile at everyone. Be happy because you love who you are. Love your flaws. Love your imperfections. They make you ‘You’, and ‘You’ are pretty amazing.