© a super cool and creative website
The other day I went to an advice website for teens and asked, “I feel overwhelmed with homework. What should I do?” Do you know what I got back?
“Eat your vegetables and get a good night sleep.”
Wow. Thanks a lot. Then I asked, “My friends are fighting. Should I try to stop them?”
“Go to a trusted adult.” Really? Again I asked the site. “Why is the sky blue?”
“I’m sorry. We could not decode this question. Please retype your question in the box below.” What kind of a person would write such predictable answers? Answer? None. It’s run by a computer. What the hell! I’m on a computer right now! I want a person to answer my questions.
*********************************************
School. Family. Friends. Pets. Relationships. No relationships. Grades. Homework. Sports.
I am a student. A daughter. A friend. A girlfriend. An ex-girlfriend. A team member. An artist. A musician. A scientist. A blogger. A Facebook user. A girl. A teen.
How can I be all these things and still be me? How can I be all these things and not even know how to just be me?
I’ve made it through my crazy life and I’m still in it but I’m here to help. I don’t want any teen, anywhere to have to go to a stupid, computerized advise site run by adults, and I don’t buy the whole “We’re older and know all about what’s best. Blah, blah, blah…”
I’m a teen and I know damn well that when I’m sad, pissed, or just plain confused, there is no way I’m going to talk to an adult about my problems. I need a girl. A teen. A friend.
“Eat your vegetables and get a good night sleep.”
Wow. Thanks a lot. Then I asked, “My friends are fighting. Should I try to stop them?”
“Go to a trusted adult.” Really? Again I asked the site. “Why is the sky blue?”
“I’m sorry. We could not decode this question. Please retype your question in the box below.” What kind of a person would write such predictable answers? Answer? None. It’s run by a computer. What the hell! I’m on a computer right now! I want a person to answer my questions.
*********************************************
School. Family. Friends. Pets. Relationships. No relationships. Grades. Homework. Sports.
I am a student. A daughter. A friend. A girlfriend. An ex-girlfriend. A team member. An artist. A musician. A scientist. A blogger. A Facebook user. A girl. A teen.
How can I be all these things and still be me? How can I be all these things and not even know how to just be me?
I’ve made it through my crazy life and I’m still in it but I’m here to help. I don’t want any teen, anywhere to have to go to a stupid, computerized advise site run by adults, and I don’t buy the whole “We’re older and know all about what’s best. Blah, blah, blah…”
I’m a teen and I know damn well that when I’m sad, pissed, or just plain confused, there is no way I’m going to talk to an adult about my problems. I need a girl. A teen. A friend.
I’m here, ask me anything. I’ve been through a lot and I survived. You will too.
To all the girls with no hope, the teens with nowhere to turn, to all the tormented angels stuck on earth: I’m one of you and I’m here to help. Just ask.
To all the girls with no hope, the teens with nowhere to turn, to all the tormented angels stuck on earth: I’m one of you and I’m here to help. Just ask.
No comments:
Post a Comment