It’s something that passes by me in the background.
Prior to being sixteen, this is the peak age of when the rebellious stage kicks in: loud music, drinking, smoking, drugs, sex… Typically, teenagers crave the rebellious adventure life because they feed off from feeling edgy and cool by going against the law/parents; to make a stand and point that they are “grown ups”.
Though, this is also due to parenting — a child’s personality depends if they were babied/strictly ruled/given the feeling of trust and independence. Most of who we are are based on Nature vs. Nurture: how we are genetically born vs how we are taught by the society and parents.
All the rebellious acts does not interest me any longer. I am constantly surrounded by teenagers who smoke weed and drink alcohol and party every weekend (or night, it depends) — but none of it intrigues nor impresses me. Mainly the thought of getting your sh*t together suddenly struck me when the thought of college came.
Expectations weighed my shoulders and I thought I needed to get my shit together. I’ve stopped with the alcohol abuse and the constant smoking as a coping mechanisms of my severe mental thoughts. The difference on how I am today than in the past is due to the support of my father.
Needless to say, I don’t believe that I am better than everyone else—I just think that the whole illusion of being “cool” is to take drugs or drink alcohol or to smoke because they are pressured by the society to destroy themselves in order to “fit-in”.
Those who are lucky can quit the addictive substances by the time they are adults—but some may remain as addicts.