By Shikha Bheda
The ages of adolescence often constitute of individuals suffering from raging hormones, trying to act like everything is in control when it very clearly is not. Everybody is an enemy. We trust no one when we are of the age of 17 and above. Everybody’s praying for our downfall. Those are the first thoughts of a teenager as they roll off of the bed every day.
Toxicity is at its peak at this point of our lives and irritation is inevitable. Every slight gesture is threatening. And if something jovial does finally occur, our minds travel indefinitely to everything that could in fact go wrong.
Today, one of my best friends from school quickly waved me off after our lectures had ended and I instantly came up with the notion that she had in fact made up plans without me and was subtly trying to get rid of me. When in fact, her mother had asked for her to back home early as they had a commitment. How did I find this out? I called up her mother with a friend’s phone and pretended to be a long-lost friend who wanted to visit their house.
The point of this anecdote was that we are ready to assume the worst about the world. Cynicism runs deep and trust erodes with every passing moment. Teenagers have abandonment issues that are much more serious than we let on. After all, we have a picturesque image to maintain of our lives on our Instagram feed.
Every friendship has an awkwardness at this stage. There is an icy demeanor we tend to have or even pretend sometimes so as to give off a feeling of indifference even if that’s not how we actually wish to come across. Communication is definitely something we despise. We do love talking but we never actually relay what we so desperately hope to. What if we come off as ‘uncool’? Do I even have to explain the consequences if that unfortunate event is to occur.
And once adulthood sets in, we realize that it doesn’t matter how we come across. And it is not of import how the world perceives us. We turn a blind eye because we finally comprehend that the world is going to stab us someday no matter how hard we try. There’s no use battling against it instead we can derive pleasure from the little things that pop up along the way.
By Shikha Bheda
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