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There's a storm in my teacup!

Well, in my dollar store mug.

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Strange what you can write when you're less overly optimistic.
"Having been the "agony aunt" to friends on the Internet and trying to make them less unhappy, I would have guessed suicide kills a lot of people of our age. Too much pressure is put on people these days - treated as numbers - until they gain bonus letters after their name. Add to that the massive hormonal changes still going about in bodies and you have angsting bombs, ready to explode/implode at the drop of a hat.

Before you are 20 peer pressure seems to dictate you must have smoked, must have taken drugs, must have consumed alcohol, must have had sex. You must be perfect, or at least perfectly average. You must not be unique, for uniqueness is not a talent that aids in gaining employment. And to do well in employment you must know your Ps and Qs while licking Rs.

What a future to have; what a past to be expected to have."

I wrote that several months ago. Now, when I see myself as far more happy-go-lucky, knowing I wrote that scares me. I almost don't want to believe I wrote it.

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I certainly don't recall when that was written, but the degree to which it is... well, eerie is utterly damnable.

I can be cynical, yes, but that is the predominant battle cry of parent-activist hordes across the globe. Its monotone, blasé chant is uttered through voices that seem to speak from experience; most accurately, experiences that never occurred.

All these buzzwords and clichés basically mean; I never really agreed with that when I was younger, and now that I'm living the described age, I still do not. It not only surprises me that YOU wrote that, but that you wrote it months AGO when I would expect it... well, YEARS from NOW. Weird. You sound so.... erm.... crotchety. Or however it is spelled.

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