(My image is inspired by Caitlin yaaaaay )
So to my parents, I have always been considered to be a ‘good responsible’ teenager. I mean, I don’t take drugs, I don’t under-age drink, I don’t smoke, I don’t go to parties and hook up with every desperate guy I find, and I don’t sneak out. So you’d think there’s absolutely nothing for them to worry or stress about…
My parents worry about anything and everything. Like I don’t wish them ill will…But they sometimes can be the most frustrating people to deal with ahem.
For instance, a couple of days ago my friend (Iesha from camp) invited me over to a sleepover for her 15th birthday. Now usually when I get invited to things like this I don’t even bother asking my parents because I know it will be a big fat ‘no.’ Because even when I then ask them why not, they just reply with the same typical answers of ‘we don’t know their parents well enough.’ or ‘what if their dad or brothers try and do something to you?’ I’ve heard these answers time and time again, and normally I would have just left the invitation and would come up with some lame excuse as to why I can’t go. Well, not this time…Iesha had told me that it was only going to be her and her mum. There were gonna be no guys in kilometres of the premises. And if there were no guys around, surely I’d be able to go to the sleepover then, right…? Well, this is how the conversation between my dad and I rolled out:
*Me slowly approaches my dad while he sits at his desk sipping his cuppa*
Me – hey, uhm..hey,dad…?
*Dad looks up and raises his eyebrows in question*
Dad – mmmh?
Me – you know my friend, iesha…? well she is having her birthday in a couple of days…
Dad – mmmmh?
Me – well uhm…she invited me to go to a sleepover at her house to celebrate it…
Dad – oh. oh, I see.
Me – please, dad? pleaseeeeee, can i go? no guys will be there, and she lives only 10 minutes away!
*Dad starts to squirm around in his chair uncomfortably*
Dad – skye…you know i don’t like sleepovers.
Me – but whyyy!? you always say it’s just because there are guys there. but there won’t be any this time.
Dad – it’s not only because of guys, skye. nothing good happens at sleepovers. the reports that doctors are finding every day is that bad things happen at them.
I then asked him what he meant by that (I have some ideas, but i wanted him to say them), but he just mumbled to himself and told me to ask my mother. Which ticked me off because he knew mum would say no. And guess what? She did just that.
And I just. I just don’t get my parents.
Mum always talks about me being so ‘responsible’ but that’s probably not even true. Why does she think that when I’ve had literally no experience with being responsible? How can she expect me to be responsible when I don’t have any responsibilities? And how am I ever going to learn to make the right choices when I’m an adult if I can’t even make my own choices to go to a sleepover?
Like honestly, do they really think we’re going to do something that absolutely stupid? Because if so, whatttt? Weren’t my parents literally just telling me how I’m so mature and all that?
Then let me be. Don’t think I’m going to learn how to be by being trapped under your wings. Because i won’t always be.
I honestly don’t understand my parents’ logic. Like at all hahaha.
It’s so frustrating.