Don’t tell me what to do, it’s my life, who do you think you are lecturing me on “I should do this” or “I shouldn’t be doing that.” This the precious yet ignorance of blind independence. Then one day, it hits you with a thud, you tell yourself it was fun while it lasted, but it’s time to grow up.
You’ve hurt the feelings of people because you can, you’ve lost friends and the faith of others because of your selfish acts, and the chaotic behaviour to fight for greedy …
When we are in our teens, what we are granted is entitlement. We don’t like anyone to tell us what to do, which is our right, as we’re given a sailing passage to our independence. It’s our life, our rules, and none of your business. So who do you think you are anyways, giving me direction on my life.
This is the precursor, the stepping stone from being young to becoming a full-fledged adult. This because one day soon, it will hit you with a thud, as you realize your …