They say adolescence and puberty are a trying time for a kid, but what they didn’t include in that assessment is how much neurotic parents suffer, often more than the kids. Let’s face it, children are not always in tune with what is going on, they’re too busy having fun and being kids. It’s the neurotic parents who internalize everything and take things personally. We had a bit of drama this weekend, and I won’t go into the details, but suffice it to say it was fuel for my neurotic fire. I think the situation could have been handled differently, and not that anyone even gave it a second thought, but it made me bummed. We were not the only ones in the same predicament, and perhaps a case could be made that we were not alone in our thinking, because right after the game, an impromptu pizza party was organized, and we all headed over for a bite to eat. It was fun hanging out, but now it’s sort of weird and awkward being around certain people.
In all fairness, we don’t know the circumstances, and we are not in a position to judge, but I’m not going to let something like reasonable and rational thought stop me from stewing in my own neurotic juices.
That’s the beauty of being an adult, you can act like a child without needing your parent’s permission.
Until the next time, thanks for reading, and thanks to stucharl for the pic.
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