What do you remember most about being a teenager?
My teenage years were the point of change for me. I went from a sometimes difficult but mostly willing to please child. I mean I had my times when I was a brat.. but I always felt bad about it.
My teenage years were different. I did whatever I felt like doing.. drinking, smoking, sex.. etc. Not caring who I hurt, actually I don't believe I thought I was hurting anyone. It was my ME ME ME years. It was also when I experienced mania for the first time. I was out of control, yet I thought everything was fine. I wore out everyone around me (family) they eventually threw their hands up.. until years later when I began to see what I was doing. After my first baby and then my marriage. I finally realized something was so wrong with me.
I know I had to go through all that stuff to be who I am now. The pain I was in doesn't really give me a second thought.. however, the pain I put other's through does. I have made amends for most of it. I know I am forgiven... but I still wonder.
So what I remember most about my teen years was I was a devil! 
** You know the drill... you can answer in the comment sections, or your own journal. If you are answering in your own journal please link your entry below so everyone can enjoy your writing! If you're new to the journal jar please let us know that also! **
Welcome to our newest participant
Emily aka Therealslimemmy at Emily's Purple Pages
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
question 64 ~ The teenage years
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
9 comments:
Yay thats me at the bottom of this entry, haha....anyways back to the question...teenage years...hmmm, well considering my father passed away when I was 13, I really didn't live the typical "teenage life" i guess youd say. I was looked at to grow up fast and that I did...I met my husband at 16, got married at 18...mangaged to graduate hs, and now at 19 i'm having my first baby...I'm not saying I didn't go through the whole "i'm trying to find myself ordeal" because I did go through the whole teenage rebellion I guess you'd say....I left the house at 17 only to return now at 19, HA! Lets just say I got to experience the real world first hand, lol (the hubby will be going to Iraq soon) (he's a marine) but there was no way in hell that I was going to stay in some state all by myself! so now I'm back in the nest!
The angst. The stomach-churning, deep, down in your soul, quivery, all-consuming feelings when you fell in love. The dances! My group of girlfriends went to these great teen dances twice a month. The bands were live. The crowds were large. We were great dancers so we attracted a lot of attention. We went through boys like movie-goers go through popcorn. The music of the 60's gives me these fantastic flashbacks to the good times we had. Our youth was most certainly misspent, but we survived and thrived, and we have great memories.
A wise woman once told me that everyone has to sough wild oats at some time in their life. It's better to do it when you're young and unencumbered, than when you're 39 with a mortgage and a family.
When I entered high school I think I went through every type of change possible. In my freshman and sophomore year I ran into trouble. I skipped school, shot my mouth off, drank some. I also became involved at school. When I got caught at the other stuff, I had somewhere else to go afterwards to keep me out of further trouble.
Jude
http://journals. aol.com/JMoranCoyle/MyWay
The answer is up at:
http://journals.aol.com/cdittric77/Courage/
Check it out!
Peace and Love,
Charley
WILD in one word. I was one of those girls you never expected to be that way just by judging from appearance and when I would tell you I was that way you would think that I was lying so I got away with murder basically because no one ever wanted to believe that I was the wild hellion that I was. Of course I think my mother now believes me and the hubby already knows it was true, he was usually there with me at my best, lol. Now I just pray my kids don't catch wind of it, lol but hey at least I have gained valuable insight to their brains, I will know what they are contemplating because I have already been there, done and burned the damn t-shirt, lol. Brandy
The good parts or the bad? I was a rebellious teen who lied to my parents alot but they were very strict with me. I didn't dare have friends over because my mom would do/say something cruel to really embarrass me in a hurtful manner. The good times though? Hanging out with my friends at the park with our radios, or going to school dances on Friday nights after football and basketball games. Then of course, there was the "boyfriend drama of the week", which, looking back I can now laugh about, but at the time it was teenaged anguish. Does he like me? What is he doing talking to that other girl? I can't believe he broke up with me!!!! Although I didn't have sex with them, looking back on the journal I kept during those years, it always seemed like I had a lot of "both of them like me" dilemmas. Unfortunately, in a fit of stupidity, I didn't want anything to do with the "good boys". I wanted to go out with the 26 year old drug addict/alcoholic neighbor. And unfortunately, my wild streak also played a big part in losing the love of my life. Sheila
My teenage years were wild wild wild. I was a dj on the radio and played in a rock band. It was sex, drugs, and rock n roll. I am surprized I have lived this long.
As the old saying goes: If I had known I was going to live this long ?
I would have taken better care of myself..........
OK one word to describe my teenage years would be OMG SHE DID WHAT? So maybe that wasn't one word, but it's true. WILD doesn't even begin to touch it. And no one would ever believe me today if I tried to tell them I was like this in high school. I was B.A.D. and then some. Anyway, here is my answer.
http://journals.aol.com/unicornsteph80/Welcometomylife/entries/539
Stephanie
Lori
http://journals.aol.com/helmswondermom/LorisJournalJar/entries/408
Post a Comment