And everybody always wants me to do better than I am doing. They say it's because they want the best for me. But it doesn't feel good. The older I get, the further behind I am. I don't have enough friends. I haven't finished enough homework. My room is not clean enough. I wasn't polite enough to my parents' guests....people don't like me enough....I'd rather be disliked for who I am as a person than loved for some projected image of who I am supposed to be. (spoken by Kati and Josh from The Blackberry Bush by David Housholder, pp 27,139)
Simply teenage angst or does it ring a bell in your adult soul?
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