Young adults… or teenagers, are naturals. Naturals in the performing arts (some people really ought to win an Oscar or two). There is no play that can outdramatize, the drama in a teenager’s life. The main characters (teenagers themselves) are always constantly dying (note: they never die, they’re always dyING). The main character is also persistently victimized by the rest of the world. Not only does nothing go their way, but they have to deal with teachers and parents being on their backs 24/7. According to the long list of complaints that have become a daily routine, they are the most unloved children in the world. The heavens have turned their backs upon them, leaving a pile of homework that needs to be finished by the following day. “FML” is now the most commonly used word on the web (according to me). FML for this, FML for that, FML for everything. The meaning of this word has become so obscured that even when it is not the appropriate situation, the word that comes out of their mouths is ultimately… FML. Personally, I don’t find that word very appealing. All it tells me is; you’re just like everyone else, complaining about your life and making yourself out to be the damsel in distress. Which does not necessarily incite feelings of sympathy within me.
Some may say that I’m callous, but seriously, if you were in my situation, you wouldn’t be able to help but feel apathetic. I’m not saying we should all live without complaints, since I’m sure everyone has their problems. But the issue is that conversation with people never go beyond such grievances or quibbles. Life stays shallow and these teenagers just fail to see beyond their lives that circle around themselves. All people can ever see are themselves. They never once stop to think about how trivial their problems may actually be. Not only that, but most of the time everyone is going through the same situation, and yet for some weird unknown reason, their problems seem so much more magnified compared to the others’ around them.
Whats worse is that, often times I see teenagers that can’t stand NOT having some sort of worry on hand. They find their lives mediocre and boring, which causes them to believe that they must formulate this sort of delusion that they are actually going through a very painful and sensitive period in their lives. …I don’t understand teenage psychology at all, and I’m a teenager.
*This blog was inspired by one of my friends*