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I Wrote a Letter to My Teenage Self
Everyone should try this therapeutic exercise
Hey dude, uh, I mean dawg. Let’s take a walk.
Look, I get that you hate everything right now, and honestly, you have every right to. I mean, you’re dumped into this public prison every day and forced to sit still and pretend you give a damn about all this meaningless stuff they’re forcing down your throat. On top of that, you’re grounded for three quarters of every year because you refuse to do homework.
Why should you do homework, anyway?
It makes no sense. You spend 7 hours a day being bordomed to death, then they expect you to spend another couple hours afterwards to continue the torture on your own time?
It’s absurd, man. It really is.
On top of all that, these cute girls follow you with their eyes but by the time you notice, the moment’s past and you never get that chance again. That’s gotta be rough. All you want is a girlfriend, but you just keep dropping the ball. Unfortunately, that’ll keep happening throughout your life, but you’ll get better at taking advantage of opportunities as time goes on.
Trust me, you’ll learn how to talk to girls one day.
