The Coveted Era

I am in the middle of writing an autobiographical book concentrating on my teenage years. At 15 years old I had my first son and my second at 17. Dwelling on all that happened back then, something came to mind. 

As adolescents we are highly emotional, the most emotional we get in our whole lives. And this is the era of our lives that our society glorifies and covets. I have to wonder: Why?

The father of my sons, when I met him, was 18 years old and I was 14. I've known and heard of bigger gaps in age, and it makes me angry. My mother has told me she allowed the relationship because I seemed mature enough to know what I wanted. The first thing that comes to my mind now that I am a mother is, what would an 18 year old want with a 14 year old? Please consider this. 

What is mature about allowing my emotions to dictate what I do and how I do it? What is mature about becoming pregnant at an age where my future depends so much on that time of my life? But, on the other hand, isn't sex what makes one an adult? Sex is what allows us to be accepted? Isn't that what is shown to our youth?  

On one side we have young adults with high flying emotions, and on the other we have adults indulging in high flying emotions. Often times harmless, but other times it is the opposite. I am not going to point fingers at any situations trying to convince you because I am sure the majority has lived it for themselves. 

I have mentioned before and consistently will, that our emotions are tools in manipulation and deception. On top of that, sex is the weakest link. As an increasing amount of teens are becoming young parents, couples are spending years in irrational relationships, marriages and families are breaking; the more "they" have an advantage over us. Another way to diminish our numbers.

I love my children. Things have been difficult, but I believe they make me so much better than I could have been on my own. They deserve so much more. Had things been different: had I been exposed to positive influences and given practical direction, I could have been much more and able to offer so much more to them. Had the adults I was entrusted to had truly loved me and wanted the best for me, they would not have allowed me to trip over my own shoe strings. 

Adults that encourage, support, and guide our youth to develop into their potential is what is needed now. Not just the youth that are exceptional and stand out, but most importantly, those who are overlooked.  

Direction. Guidance. Mentorship.

From my perspective, I believe emphasis is put on the importance of having someone fulfill something within us, and the lie of how sex is the active ingredient. I believe this to be a major distraction and stumbling block, of course, strategically imposed. Our youth contains within themselves massive potential. Raising a child takes much dedication, effort, and attention; unless there is a solid support system, the result is to settle for what pays. And with that, another one becomes enslaved to the system.