Today’s post is written by Jay at Teenagenomadblog.
Being a teenager is hard, yes, even more so I feel like in 2016. There are all these standards we don’t meet and expectations we can’t reach. We are often misunderstood by the world, but we don’t let people see it. We wear a facade for so long we become it. We become so guarded that we can’t let even our own selves in our own heart. We all have a story, but that story doesn’t define us; just like how our mistakes don’t.The piercing noise of ringing in our heads is nothing but ideas desperate to come out. We are surrounded by so much beauty, but we don’t choose to see it, since we are crowded with fear and doubt. We’re scared to be different and to stand out, yet we so strongly long to. There’s the strong burden of stress that we carry, from school, society, growing up, and family. These years are the years to shape us for the rest of our lives and we’re scared to screw that up. We’re scared for the future; for graduating high school and going on to college. We’re scared of what other people think about us, and that we don’t meet their standards. We’re scared of disappointing our loved ones and for disappointing ourselves. Yes, there are more opportunities for us in 2016 that the generations before built for us, but to me that seems even scarier. We don’t want to mess up. We want your approval and we want to make you proud.
Our hearts have become jaded and rusty from our previous hurts that we don’t want to open up our feelings, we don’t want to feel. Yet all we want is to stop feeling this way, because we don’t know when it’ll end. We want to inspire, we want to create, we want to sing, dance, and love, but how? When this life hasn’t offered you much other than struggles.
But from these struggles we become stronger. We have fought more than most, and we wear our battle scars with pride. We have strong alliances with people online, who we’ve never met, and never judged. We stand together to make this world a better place. Where people accept you for who you are and you are loved for it. Where we can take off our masks and be free, because from these ashes we rise.
That’s what it’s like to be a teenager in 2016.
Jay, the TeenageNomad
“She went through hell and came back an angel. You didn’t break her, darling. You don’t own that power.”