What the F*ck does being a Teenager Mean? By Mimi, chapter two
Tags: Teenagers, Helicopter Parents, Growing Up, Covid Diaries, Teenage Problems

Hello I’m Back!

So now I’m going to complain about parents.

Dear Mom, Why the hell do you criticize everything I do?

Dear Dad, WOAH! Yes I did come out of my bedroom for the first time in forever, now I am going back into my room because I am embarrassed you pointed it out.

*I would never say this to either of my parents because they would beat my ass*

Why do parents always have to point out something random. Like my mother always asks my why I’m wearing a tang top and sweats. Like she feels like that is “kind of revealing” and don’t even get me started on when I want to be wearing just my bra and a pare of shorts when I want to be cool and comfy. Oh god she asks so many questions.

“are you taking pictures of yourself in those?” “are you sending those pictures to boys?” “why are you wearing that around the house?”

I don’t know if anyone informed you dearest mother, but women are not expected to dress for men anymore. (and vise versa for men dressing for women) I mean yes I am taking cute pictures of me and sending them to friends (she doesn’t have to know what though) but not to be sexy (sometimes yeah) or to be inappropriate, but because I like what clothes I have. It’s proven that if you wear clothes you like and if you dress up you’re way more likely to succeed in anything/everything. So If I want to wear a bra and underwear in my room by myself while everyone else is doing their own things I should be able to. Same with guys, they come out of their room without a shirt on and they get bombarded with questions. Now if the parents are for some reason uncomfortable with what their kid wears around them (same with siblings) then you can always change clothes before you leave your room (what I do a lot)

While were on the subject, privacy. Our bedrooms, our sanctuary. I think that growing up the most important place for me was my bedroom. Weather it was a small apartment room, a shared room with one of my siblings, or my own room all by myself, I needed to have a nice space I had personalized. It makes me feel more Intune with myself. I have lots of plants, books, journals. A table like piece of furniture to separate have the room. I personally try to make my room look like a small one bedroom New York studio apartment as much as possible in hopes that I will one day live like that. If you cannot do anything permanent then just do very simple things, maybe go for that minimalistic look if you’re not someone who can spend much money on bedroom items. Parents really like to not give you space, they look through your phone, your bedroom, your diary. EVERYTHING. My mom sometimes does random phone checks. Like I do not want you snooping around my phone… what If I left porn on it or something, (kidding) (kind of)what if I wanted to have a private conversation with someone? As young adults we should be learning how to talk to people when we need help, not being forced to. I try to understand that parents want to protect their children but very soon they are going to be on their own. Let them fuck up while they are still minors. Let them experience things. Now in no way am I saying completely neglect your child. I’m simply asking to loosen the reigns. Thanks to my overbearing helicopter mother I am the sneakiest little bitch on this planet. I’ve gotten caught once and I blamed it on my insecurities and hormonal curiosity. I feel like having those overbearing/strict parents can cause more harm to your child. Just basic space is all. Parents would not like it if we went snooping through their phones. I bet they have dirt to hide too. (even if it is just Christmas gift ideas)

That's All I have for tonight ladies, gents, non-binaries, neo pronouns and everyone else I have not said good night too.

XOXO, Mimi ❤