What the F*ck does being a Teenager Mean? By Mimi
Tags: Teenagers, Covid, High School, Teen Years, Teenage Problems

What even is being a teenager. Currently it’s a mix of glorified sexualization, putting others down, lifting other up, being sad, binge watching shows and CONSTANTLY being horny. (personal experience)

Being horny 24/7 sucks because it feels like a routine, you take a break from it for what? A week? Then it’s back to being everyday again and getting turned on by the littlest things. Now as a female I cannot imagine what dudes must be feeling. They have something that visibly shows when they get in the mood and we women don’t.

To add onto being horny a lot there is also the oversexualization or the glorified sexualization of everything. I’d like to start off by saying it’s not sexual unless you make it. Boobs are not sexual, ass is not sexual, dick’s are not sexual. Of course they can be used for pleasure, but on the other hand so can everything else. As a women who likes other women as well as liking men and other genders I have found that I’ve never found a woman's boobs sexual unless I liked them as more than friends. Same goes for men. Of course they can look good, but I don’t feel the need to think of them sexually and I hate oversexualizing. But as teens it’s almost culture to look as hot as you can… If they are not trying to seduce me, if they are not straight up saying I think you’re hot and I want to have sex with you then I’m not going to think of them that way. As I have also mentioned before I’m always horny. So if I, A bisexual female in the prime of my horniness can control my urges so can everyone else.

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When I was younger I use to watch high school musical and shit, it use to be so cool seeing these teens dressed up. Not the dancing or the drama, but the outfits. Unlike most people my age I didn’t go into high school having a shit ton of expectations. I knew I wasn’t going to make a shit ton of friends and I knew there was going to be drama with the ones I had, but what I really wanted was the outfits. The cool high heels, the dresses, the coats, the FASHION! But instead I got these crusty white boys pretending to be black. Now don’t get me wrong, I love all people and I will do whatever I can to help empower everyone. But as I am human I have… limitations so to speak. I cannot stand the white kids at my school (my school is in the lesser neighborhoods of my city) who try to pass as black. Of course I don’t know everyone's history and I can’t tell for sure who is and who isn’t black ( or just a P.O.C in general) just from looking at them but I can make an educated guess. They all wear the same clothes, accordion jeans that sink below their ass cheeks, zip up hoodies, tube tops, off brand Gucci, the “works”. Don’t even get me started on the skinny jeans. PLEASE DO NOT GET ME STARTED ON THE SKINNY JEANS! Again like I said before I am normally very supportive of what people feel comfortable and happy wearing, but they make this a whole personality trait. You know what I mean right? I promise I’m also not talking about the “Ghetto” clothes, that’s not what I mean, rich white girls do this too. I’m just saying you A: must have some real talent to work those skinny jeans and B: also must have some talent if you can turn those outfits into a personality trait.

Not only did I think being a teenager and going into high school would be fashionable but I thought it meant more freedom and being one step closer to being an adult. I’m two years away from moving out and being all by myself in a new big city for college and I don’t even know how credit cards work. Shouldn’t that be a mandatory class or something we have to take in high school? I swear to the Gods I know nothing about being an adult. I don’t even get the chance to go out and pretend to be one for once. I have to stay inside and study all day. I mean currently we have a deadly global pandemic that has killed 1.3 million people but… I was so excited to be a teen and finally get to go to the mall and hangout with kids on the weekend. I wanted to sneak out and have fun. Maybe kiss a few different people too I don’t know. But even without the deadly pandemic that looms over all of our heads, I know for a fact I wouldn’t be aloud out of the house often to do any basic teenager things. I feel trapped. I feel like part of my teenage years were stolen, in a way they were… but I’m trying to think of it as a year of self rehabilitation. While my home life could have been a little better it wasn’t the worst it could possibly be. Maybe romanticizing the worst year of my life is the only way I can truly get through the rest of this.

All I have to say for tonight, Good Night ladies, gentlemen, non-binary’s, neo pronouns users and everyone else I have not mentioned.

XOXO, Mimi ❤