I hate the teenage brain, literally hate it. That doesn’t mean I hate the kid, just the sucky brain they have to deal with during these years. This is not my kid, he was sweet, kind, caring, selfless, good natured; now he’s a selfish, self-centered little dick. I could literally be bleeding out my eyeballs and he would roll his eyeballs and walk over my body, mumbling about how drama I am. Actually it could almost be anyone lying there and he’d step over them and keep going, unless it was the friend-of-the-day then he’d move heaven and earth for them.
I know, I know, it’s all very normal and this too shall pass, etc. etc. He’s acting exactly the way he’s supposed to be acting at almost 16 years old, and I’m glad for it, but I sure as hell don’t have to like it!
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