“I don’t remember anyone ever standing in line to choose their body.” was what my father said when he saw I was self conscious of my outrageous height. It’s hard enough to be a teen-ager, but throw in anything different and it leaves one vulnerable to endless embarrassment and isolation.

It took me a long time to feel comfortable in my own skin, and I thought I was the only one. Then I shared my sad teen years with scores of other friends in college and I was amazed to find that they all had the same feelings about their situation in high school. One was fat, one had acne, another had a father in jail, bad hair, no opportunity, withered hand, one even said he felt too perfect.

How could I have known that the teen years would be the hardest years of my life? Why didn’t people warn me about this? When you turn 13 they ought to sit you down and say, “The next 6 years are going to be tough, you’ll never feel more like the whole world is on top of you in a giant dog pile, but survive this and you’ll be okay.” If you’re a teen and nobody told you this yet, then I’m telling you now.

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