Growing Up
Life as a teenager is very different from a life of a child. As a child things seemed easy and clear-cut to me. I can still remember vividly that I used to ride on my dad’s shoulder around the malls.Those snuggling moments under my parents arm can now only be my fond memories. Nowadays, I’m whirling in contradiction and confusion.
There are numerous aspects of adolescence that i dislike immensely. For example in school, examinations are always looming threateningly around the corner. Parents expect me to do wonders all the time. Naturally, this puts a lot of pressure on me, so some days I feel like a rubber band, stretched to the limit, ready to snap at any time! At that time, I wished I could disappear into thin air. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not pessimistic. It’s just the teenage options of avoiding. I even have people coming to me telling me that they are dying. That he/she knows that actually they’re having some sort of illness…like they know exactly when they are dying.
Being a teenager, I can also throw tantrums and laugh for no reason and still be considered normal because people actually expect adolescents to have irrational mood swings. Soon, I’ll be going out to see the world on my own. I will be apart from my friends as all of us will be going on our separate ways. I really treasure my close friends. I don’t think that I will be able to have such bosom buddies as I do now when I become adult because like all the other adults, I will be caught in the rigours of the rat race where relationships tend to get relegated to the background.
Yes, it is tough being a teenager but I am forced to live through my adolescence. I hope to learn from this so-called period of storm and stress and emerge a better person from it, like a butterfly coming out from its cocoon.
I have beaten odds to get where I am today.
I have felt some pain everytime I have walked another step forward, yet after having taken even one step back, I have known that regression and giving up were not options for me. I have felt emptiness of separation as I have friends leaving me and never will return.
I know how it feels to be loved, and I know how it feels when that love grows hard and cold. I have learned that one conversation can make or break a fragile mind and heart, and thus I have learned to choose my words carefully.
I know that enthusiasm is the key to everything and yet I know how it feels to completely lack enthusiasm. I know what hope is, and I rely on it as my last refuge.
I know how it feels to have something mean so much to me. I have experienced wrath, outrage and fury, but have still made it through the storm like a survivor. I have learned that winning is not everything, but I can’t deny sometimes it feels like it is the most important thing.
Above all, I know that all of this has made me ME. Some say life isn’t about the breath you take, it’s about the moment that take your breath away. Thus, I shall know deep inside that being a winner is not about whatever race faces me in the moment. I recognize I am winning just by pushing myself every day and by waking up each morning feeling blessed by the day that lies ahead of me. Through this I am winning in the most important race ever, the race I entered at birth-this race we call life.
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