Teens. That time of growing up where you learn the most. Being a teenager is not at all easy. It can be confusing, frustrating and also exciting.
Many of us are against the concept of growing up, but that’s what teenage years are about. Often, our teenage years are filled with happy and fun memories. But that’s only a part of it. We tend to forget or censor the bad memories.
With teenage life comes many problems such as backstabbing friends, peer pressure, drugs, alcohol, depression, anxiety, bullying etc. Life drastically changes after becoming a teen. While we try to fit in with other people, we lose who we are and became clueless about what to do next.
How do we behave? Will the others like me if I dress like this? Listening to this particular type of music will make me look cool, what would others say if I told them about my anxiety?
We often tend to put what others think before what we actually like and, in the process, we lose ourselves. Its easy to say “stop paying attention to what others say.” It’s harder to actually do that.
The fear of being alone or having no friends doesn’t let us get away from what other people think about us. Thats when we’d do anything to fit in, even something that’ll give us instant joy but long term issues. drugs.
Life’s good…I have a zillion friends….I’m topping…at studies…..at sports..
One of my zillion friends call for a party…her pup has turned two.
I land up late..armed with an expensive ribbon decorated doggy bone….do pups chew bones…do theirs come in smaller sizes…I put my nagging doubts aside and put on my brightest smile.
The party…it’s a home one. My parents would never let me go to a club..or a pub.
Her parents are sweet..they have let her have her house to herself…..and her zillion friends…
When I arrive…the music is blaring….Softy the pup nowhere to be seen. Who names a pup Sofy anyways.
They’re all jumping, yelling, drinking…and having the time of their lives.
Why I wonder…I’m feeling out of place..my zillion friends don’t seem to notice me.
There she comes…..Zeena, proud owner of the two year old puppy…a million dollar smile and a big warm hug…making me feel special…
Welcome, she says, come join in…I join in the dancing, but I’m feeling slightly out of place. My so called friends are in a world of their own.
Would you like some, she says with a wink. Just a little she says. you’ll feel great..no one will know.
I’m feeling alone,lonely in the crowd. I take the tiny pill and wash them down with coke.
I’m fine…. absolutely fine. I join in in the dancing…just to be part of the celebration. and then it starts..the lights they swim around…I feel on top of the world..I forget the assignment I have to submit tomorrow..the fight elections th my boyfriend…getting the wrong sized bone for softy…..all my worries, they have disappeared…
I spin in ecstasy, glitter and stardust filling my lungs. i breathe out hazy clouds. a cosmic beauty maybe? or the euphoria of the substances. alcohol, nicotine, heroin all of it consuming me slowly. feel soo free and happy. feel like a human instead of a dead corpse. I’ve never felt this beautiful before…
I’m lying down on the floor Someone picks me up, washes my face n drops me home.
My mom is concerned about the late hour…I give her a hug…and bolt to my room…I’m safe for now.
Next party…it’s too tempting…I succumb…
Were bunking school to the seashore We change our clothes in the mall and hit the waves….it’s a wonderful feeling…the drugs playing with my brain…taking all the pain…the amazing feeling that all is well in my world. Attendance was taken in the first period…so our parents may never know…it’s a very large school.
The thrill of sneaking out and having fun is exhilarating…but now I’m starting to feel exhausted…my brain fuzzy at class. My grades are dripping. My appetite gone. My parents start to notice.
I yell out for help. I’m giddy. They rush in…reviving me with lemonade,,always at my side…they hug me and tell me everything will be all right.
My mom asks me if I’d like to share. I breakdown and tell her.
The best thing I ever did…..She is so strong, even through her tears…
I feel a sense of remorse mingled with relief….she will get me through…
Well I dont do drugs….never would….
The only thing those highs do Is to plunge you into despair You…..and your loved ones.
Understanding teenage struggles with substance abuse and how to get help
It is silent
The screams for help
One seldom hears
But behind the masks
Of happy teens
Lies buried within
There are signs
To watch out for
To heal the wounds
As we grow into teenagers, we come across a number of new things that peak our curiosity. Some of them are drugs, alcohol, mental health, and so on. Our website mainly focuses on how substance abuse has become very common among teenagers and the struggles faced by them in relation to that. There could be numerous reasons as to why would a person get into drugs. There’s ap stereotypical reason that is quite common but often misused, “they want to look cool”.
This website will allow you have a broader perspective on this issue and will bring awareness on drug abuse.
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