Monday, October 15, 2007

Mean people...

Alright, you all know the word that comes next. That is exactly the way that I feel right now. I had something happen this weekend that was surprising to me. I asked someone to be a little nicer to me and they, shockingly enough, became even ruder! Who would have thought it was possible.

Okay, since I am repeatedly guilty of over analyzing things, I will analyze this. I was probably pretty y to think that anything that I had to say would have mattered to this equally y, add belligerent as well, young man. I cannot expect an 18 year old gentleman to have the maturity to accept any kind of course correction. They are bent on doing what they want. (I know a good many teenagers with excellent heads on their shoulders. This is just a rebellious teenager that has not grown out of it, yet.)

Since it is also part of my makeup to try to understand why people do what they do, I also need to look at this young man's life. He came from parent's that couldn't or wouldn't take care of him and has been raised by his grandparents. As far as grandparents go, they are really young. I would say that more than likely he is the oldest child of teen parents. He's had some issues with alcohol. I'm not going to assume . I wouldn't even begin to judge because I was pretty wild when I was young. I was also pretty mouthy with it. Oh man... he reminds me of me. To be entirely truthful, my parents used to ask me if I had been drinking and I would tell them what kind and what else I had been doing. I thank God that I don't drink anymore. It made me a jerk. Maybe that's his problem, too, but I think that is a little simplified for the circumstances.

I just wonder how it would feel to be rejected by both of your parents, or removed from their home, only to be placed somewhere else where you might never be sure that they value you. I could imagine that even if you were a strong young person, you might suffer from a little self doubt at the very least. Well, I don't want to try to dig any deeper into his mental playground. It may not even be as deep as any of that... he just might be a jerk.

I will let this go. I just wanted to vent for a short period of time. I'm okay now. Thanks for reading, whoever you are!

1 comment:

M. C. Pearson said...

Hey goober!

Yeah, we lived with A LOT of kids like that at the children's home.

He just needs to get over it and live for today...no excuse to be rude!