The Hardest Part about Growing Up
~theoddballphilosopher
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For a person such as myself, it's realizing that your parents are
no longer the upstanding moral guardians you once looked up towards
to help you out of the stickiest of situations.

As for mine, most of the sticky situations I was in...I wish they'd
let me stay with them.

Sending your child away to places to treat their troubled mind is
one of the most neglectful things a parent can do, in my personal
opinion. And with each place I was sent to, my love for my
parents...faded like a dwindling fire.

So sometimes I can't help but feel like my parents really have
failed me, that no longer can they truly justify their actions by
saying they did some of these things because they truly thought it
was best for me. The more they try and justify, the more annoyed I
become.

It's getting harder for me to communicate with them, as I grow out
of this rotten shell of a teenager that was traumatized in his
youth, and slowly into a man that sees the world for what it is,
and his parents for what they are; flawed human beings.