Some of us look back on our teen years with a rosy recollection of prom dates and pep rallies but you know that’s not how it really was, at least not all of the time. That was just what floated on the surface for the rest of the world to see. It was the mask we wore. Most of the time it was painful, confusing, terrifying, and…if we were lucky…punctuated by short flashes of pure joy.
Another blogger wrote once of ‘a joy like pain’. I will never forget it. That feeling is like an old friend. It still visits once in a while, when I look at my child or I see my husband unexpectedly in a crowd, but never as often as when I was a teenager.
Many teens spend those years being afraid of being too…anything. Too tall, too short, too fat, too thin, too smart, or too stupid. We want to stand out as special, and blend in at the same time. We are just finding out that our parents were right. Life isn’t fair, and every part of us wishes we had the power to change that.
All you have to do is choose.