Define Yourself...


by Tessa Caroline Belding

Why are there labels? Why do people talk about each other when they honestly have nothing against that person? Why are girls so darn dramatic and boys only looking for one thing? Because we all want to fit in right? When a girl starts to like a guy, why do her friends get set aside? Same for guys too. Why do all these struggles happen? Because life happens.


Really. Think about it. I’m a senior! Its awesome, but then with that awesomeness a lot more things come. Like holding better study habits, focusing harder than ever in the last week of school and staying close with the people that matter and ignoring the ones who only make fun of you. High school is about finding yourself. Wanting to be a better person and needing to be complete.


Drugs, alcohol and sex come in and take over. A lot of teens think that’s the way to go but no! Why? Because everyone’s doing it? I’m not doing it. My best friend isn’t doing it. My sister isn’t doing it. So no, that is a lie. If everyone were doing it, I would be too. That’s simple little phrase means so much and yet so little. It manipulates people into a curse that is destined for destruction. Destined for sadness.


Why do you do things that will only cause you harm? Because you look for danger? Nahh, hunny, you’re looking for attention! You’re looking at a lot of people hating you when you screw them over, because you know you will. Everyone gets screwed over at least once. That best friend who secretly betrays you with your own secrets. The boyfriend who cheats on you. Or the people that disappoint you because all they ever care about it getting high, getting drunk, getting popular, getting attention, getting what they want.


Think again. Make some real friends. Kids that won’t leave your high five hanging. That will be with you every step up the way. Every struggle, every challenge. You want back-up! You want support. Who doesn’t? But if they support you then are you going to support them when they need you?


This is the time to choose who you are going to be for the rest of your life. Do what you love? No. Be who you are. Be true to your friends. Your parents. Your siblings. Yourself. Define yourself.

So hey, I’m Tessa. I’ll be 17 on Tuesday, senior on August 12th, and happy for eternity.
Who are you?

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