The Teenager Mind
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•Low self-esteem
•Body Image
•Bullying
•Depression
•Drugs and Alcohol
•School
when you see those six bullets, the type of humans that come to your mind is teenagers, right?
if you're not a teenager about to read a book all about being a sucky teenager, well then I'll give you some tips!
but if your teenager like me then our minds are probably broken into little pieces of all the torture we went through. and don't laugh when I say that sentence and think that I'm exaggerating, cuz I'm not.
being a teenager is the worst.
it's the worst time to be alive.
if your pass your teenager years and you're scoffing at the sentence because you think being an adult is harder, I'm totally there with you!
this story's purpose is to give you the real meaning of a teenager's mind giving my life as the example. sure mine life not be all that bad compared to other people's life. but it's mine own experience growing up that I want to share with you to help you and maybe open up you♡
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