Breana had a complete melt down at 5:30 am. Thinks she is being treated like a dog. Lets see: she has her own room, central air, in-ground pool in back yard, full refrigerator, cell phone, color TV/with cable, nice clothes, private shower, tub, toilet, the kind of shampoo, deodorant, make-up, that she wants. It doesn't seem that bad. Alot of people have all of the creature comforts that they could want and still are miserable. That is how Breana feels.
The question is, how do you make a miserable teenager realize that life is not that bad and that you don't have to play games with the people that take care of you.
Why in this human life does it have to be so hard. Why does the human life have to hit rock bottom before we appreciate what we have. Why do teenagers' have to turn their backs on the people that love and care for them and take up with people who will hurt them, lower there self esteem, maybe even get them arrested.
So the cell phone went to work with my daughter this morning. She thinks that she will die without it. I am hoping not.
If she can get thru this part of her life, she could possibly turn out to be a fairly nice person.
Choices' have to be made, and they are on her shoulders. Hopefully she will make the correct ones.
Pat
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