As I grow older, I have thought about having children… But then I think, hang on, do I really want to put a child of my own, if he or she is going to go through, what I have been through? It feels like there is a massive ditch/slump/black hole growing up between the ages of 13 – 17 years of age. I, as a sixteen year old, living in a great country, still cannot seem to grasp the point of living nor do I know how to continuously stay happy. And yes, you may be thinking ‘Okay, um, this girl is only 16 years old, nearly 17, how does she know about life?’.
Well I don’t know too much about life, but the amount of things that I do know, aren’t great nor positive. Now, I could be having this completely negative view because of the things that are going on in my life right now, but why shouldn’t I be allowed to have an opinion? Isn’t life about staying happy and fulfilling every dream and thought you possibly can?
Uh, sorry, but I am yet to find that “fulfilling feeling” through my 17 years of hopeless life.