diskusbooks Chapter 497 A Girl's Thoughts During Adolescence
Chapter 497 A Girl's Thoughts During Adolescence
The unspoken worries of a teenage girl from an ordinary family might simply be that she has nothing during her adolescence.
At the age when you care most about your appearance, if you have acne and acne scars but don't have the money to treat them, it's a terrible situation.
In the age when vanity is at its peak, I had few decent clothes and few pairs of shoes that fit properly.
[When grades are a disaster, there's no money for one-on-one tutoring.]
Even when she encounters someone she admires, she lacks the courage to strike up a conversation.
What others could easily obtain troubled them throughout their youth.
"The anxieties of teenage girls are like an incurable form of AHD: a self forever separated by a frosted glass, textual information the brain refuses to process, things they like that can't be bought openly, hobbies that aren't recognized, seemingly enlightened but actually controlling parents, uncomprehended mental illnesses, insurmountable competitors, stagnant grades, uncontrollable overthinking and escapism, a seemingly hopeless future, unattainable ideals, and the double bombardment of anxiety and obsessive-compulsive disorder attacks [smile][smile][smile]. I say that's enough."
"The real secret of a seventeen-year-old girl is the clumps of hair that fall out when she washes her hair in the dorm."
"At seventeen, I was haggard from chronic sleep deprivation, burdened by the cost of countless supplementary learning materials, and weighed down by the heavy expectations from my family and myself. I moved forward slowly, to my seventeenth year, barren and desolate [The End]"
"The real worries of a young girl aren't about romantic relationships, but about the interpersonal relationships that I'm anxious about every day [hehe]"
"While other girls' teenage crushes are unrequited love, mine is grades [smile]"
"After I was separated from my best friend at the time by class, I ate alone. One day at noon, I asked her to have lunch with me."
She had something to do, so I waited for her in her dorm for more than half an hour. When we went to the cafeteria, her roommate and I wanted to eat rice bowls, but she wanted to eat wontons. She casually told me that we should eat separately, and then turned around and left before I could react.
I was eating a rice bowl in the cafeteria while crying, and her roommate looked at me awkwardly. More than ten years have passed, but I still remember it. [laughing and crying emojis]
"My adolescence was always about hiding things: the seams of the fabric extensions on my school uniform trousers, the knock-off shoes my mom bought because she didn't know any brands, and my acne-ridden face. These are things I no longer care about, but they are the times I least want to remember from my school days."
"Other people's seventeen-year-old diaries are filled with sadness, while mine is full of cursing teachers and roommates, extremely aggressive [facepalm][facepalm][facepalm]"
"Specific age groups have specific worries."
High school was a particularly emotional time for me. I was constantly anxious and distressed because of academics and friendships. Things like being left behind while tying my shoelaces with my friends, or being ostracized by the other two in a group argument, would make me cry silently at night. After struggling to fall asleep, I would feel even more tired and depressed the next day. So, as soon as I graduated, I basically cut off all contact with my high school classmates, and I also protectively blurred most of my memories of them.
During my freshman year, I continued to feel anxious and uneasy when I was alone. Later, I attended classes on my own because my roommates and I had different majors. I went out to do part-time jobs. My father passed away suddenly from an illness, and I went back to my hometown alone for the funeral. In the process of maturing, I became more and more independent, just like a dandelion seed that took root in new soil after a long journey.
When you're alone or feeling restless, try finding a small hobby. Back in high school, I mostly listened to music, did flower arranging, and drew. When you're doing something you enjoy, you're less likely to focus on other people.
Women under the sky:
Our teenage worries are that when we encounter difficulties and upsets, we want to seek help from our parents, but instead we get a scolding and blame in return.
When she saw her best friend showing off her beautiful clothes in front of her, she went home and begged her mother to buy her a new outfit. She was accused of being vain and ended up wearing her older brother's and sister's ill-fitting clothes throughout her adolescence.
The only nice dress I ever wore in my life was on my wedding day. My parents even reminded me not to forget my own family after I went to my husband's family, and to take good care of my younger siblings.