Me: 'I refuse to attend Support Group.'
Mom: 'One of the symptoms of depression is disinterest in activities.'
Me: 'Please just let me watch America's Next Top Model. It's an activity.'
Mom: 'Television is a passivity.'
Me: 'Ugh, Mom, please.'
Mom: 'Hazel, you're a teenager. You're not a little kid anymore. You need to make friends, get out of the house, and live your life.'
Me: 'If you want me to be a teenager, don't send me to Support Group. Buy me a fake ID so I can go to clubs, drink vodka, and take pot.'
Mom: 'You don't take pot, for starters.'
Me: 'See, that's the kind of thing I'd know if you got me a fake ID.'
Mom: 'You're going to Support Group.'
Me: 'UGGGGGGGGGGGGG.'
Mom: 'Hazel, you deserve a life.'
