|I'm mean and I make people cry....
||[Sep. 11th, 2003|09:54 pm]
|||||Some hardcore song stuck in my head||]|
I am writing this journal entry blindly, meaning I haven’t read the replies yet. I’m taking the word of 2 people (my husband and Debbie, who read certain LJ’s religiously) who say I caused a fuss and I better do something about it. This struck me as odd and I thought it might be best if I just stopped writing entries at all… I mean, who wants to make people cry? I am not the kind of person that finds someone else’s pain amusing. The fact is it hurt my feelings to hear as such. I think I’m a good person over all. I had no idea that a nonsensical entry, written out of boredom would cause such a stir.
If I thought that I should censor my ramblings in order to spare the feelings of a generation, I may have worded it differently, because explaining myself will take a while… Alas, this is one of those “life-experiences” I was talking about. I suppose an explanation would be in order, though, be warned, this may shock and infuriate those under the age of 21 and maybe a few over… You don’t have to read on if you don’t want to…
When I was a teenager it was all about bucking the system and calling the government a bunch of morons who have no idea what’s really going on in the world. It was widely suggested that anywhere is better than here and anarchy was the only thing that truly made sense because then there would be no rules and, thus, peace… I’m not sure if this is something kids want today, but when I was a teenager (which was not all that long ago, I’ll be 23 in December) it was “cool” to be “punk rock”, “anti-establishment” or whatever because all we wanted to do was stay out late, party hard, get wasted and not have to answer any questions to ANY authority figure when/ while we went home. Anyhow, my point is, the government knows what it was doing when it set the legal limit for voting at 18 and the legal limit for alcohol at 21. The truth of the matter is people under these ages are likely to make reckless decisions with those responsibilities. Not true, you say? That’s because your life experience has not taught you otherwise…
When I was 15-17, I thought I knew all there was to know about how the world works. “It can’t be that hard, right? People stupider than me make it in this world. I can live on my own. I can make my own decisions about my life. What do I need a curfew for? My parents just don’t trust me. Maybe I should move out as soon as I’m 18…” This is my life and I can handle everything the world has to throw at me, you say? That’s because your life experience has not taught you otherwise…
When I was 16, I had a boyfriend that I was 100% sure I would marry. There was no doubt. In fact, we even wore silver bands on our ring fingers as a symbol of our love. My yearbook screams, in several colors of ink, that: “You and Josh will be together FOREVER.” Are you 100% sure that this is your fate, that you’ve met your true love and that you and he will walk together in bliss for all eternity? Have you picked out your kids names and thought that his eyes would be the perfect color of your first son’s nursery? (OK, I got carried away with the last question, but you get my point, yes?) That’s because your life experience has not taught you otherwise…
Some people may read the above and understand right away what I’m getting at, but for those that aren’t sure just yet…
Have you ever agonized about if you should wear a white or cream wedding dress because you lost your virginity in your teenage years and can never get it back?
Have you ever sat in a dark, hot apartment because you spent the money for electricity on a concert or a trip or some unimportant something that you just had to have?
Have you ever taken a job you hate to support your family/yourself?
Have you ever just not had money at all to eat and pay the bills so you either skipped meals or skipped some bills?
Have you ever spent 3 nights in the hospital pushing out a baby?
Have you ever had to quit school because you had to get a job in order to live?
Have you ever burned bridges with your family because of STUPID stuff you did as a teenager and now you will never have those years or those relationships back?
Have you lost a lot of your short-term memory due to the alcohol you drank and the drugs you did as a kid?
Have you lost touch with every one of those BFF’s?
Have you been out of the country and seen what lower drinking limits have done to other societies?
Have you been dropped by your “high school sweetheart” for a girl who lives over 1500 miles away?
Have you realized that school is 150,000,000 times better than working?
Can you honestly answer yes to more than half of these questions? If so, I am not too proud to admit that I was wrong. If not, then you still have some living to do…
It’s OK that you haven’t been through the things I’ve listed above. It’s OK that you are not an adult yet. It’s OK that you feel like no one understands you. It’s OK that you haven’t found the wo/man of your dreams. It’s OK that you are lead by emotions. It’s OK that you have not been through/ know everything. No one has those expectations of you. If you feel insulted by this or my last entry, that’s OK too because that means you haven’t had to go through some of the aches and pains of the adult world before your time.
Here is the cliché that you all knew was coming: The mistakes you make in these last few years for your childhood affect you for the rest of your life. You learn from them and you grow because of them. It’s not meant to be insulting or cruel, it’s just life. You may not agree with me now, but re-visit this entry when you have a family of your own. You will see that you didn’t know everything after all…