Stress in teenagers, and basically anyone is common. But how bad do you really stress? I am guilty of being the biggest stressor out of all of my friends. You might be thinking, how can you be sure. I stress so much, I get rashes and bumps in different places of my body. They're not normal rashes, they'll go away, then pop up in a new area. It makes it so my skin dries out, then spreads. When someone tells you the only way to get rid of it is to stop stressing, you stress even more.
I was always a neat freak, until I turned fourteen. It all went downhill when I moved. Everything is scarttered around the room. The dirty clothes are right next to the laundry hamper, because frankly I'm too lazy to put them in the hamper. The hangers are on the ground outside of my closest. And I would rather watch Netflix than clean my room.
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I won't admit it, but I care what people think. I may brush off the comment that someone may have said, but inside I can't stop thinking about it. When someone says something about me, I care, I can't just let that comment go. Over the years I've gotten better, I used to rely on makeup, but I've loosened up. I shouldn't care what people say, but how can you not?