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An Explanation From a Teenager about Why I’m So Crazy: Why Rebellion Exists and What You Can Do

I feel like I’m at a stage where many people would label me as “rebellious.”

My grades are slipping from mid to low A’s to high B’s. I’m getting more angry when being told to do simple things like clean my room and make my bed. I’m doing things I’ve been advised against doing — not bad things, like drugs and alcohol, but smaller, more innocuous things, like decisions about my life that my parents may not agree with.

For their part, they are handling it admirably. When I get moody after they tell me something that frustrates me, they back off. They know that I’m still trying at school, and they assure me that my effort is all they care about. When I explain to them that I’m my own person making my own decisions, they accept this readily and let me do my thing.

That being said, you’re probably reading this wondering why the fuck I don’t just listen to my parents when they know better.

Firstly — I know they know better in most cases. I know they have more experiences, and I know that many of the things they tell me have been learned “the hard way.”

That being said, their experiences aren’t mine, and my parents aren’t me. Even if they’ve made a mistake, I feel no regret in making the…