A quick thought experiment on what it feels like to be a teenager

The best guess metaphor from a 44 year old woman

Imagine you if I told you that this evening you HAD to go to the closest basketball* court by your house and join in the pick up game.

I think that collection of feelings is what it feels like to be a teenager. Out of your comfort zone. Putting yourself out there. Doing something you probably don’t want to. Feeling supremely judged.

And this is the basketball court closest to your house. It’s your neighbors! They probably won’t laugh you off the court buuuuut are there protocols you need to know going into it? Like what do you bring? What do you wear?

Ok I’m surely going to give myself nightmares if I keep this up.

So, hype your teenagers up. It’s fucking rough.

*And if you routinely play basketball, imagine going to a ballroom dance class by yourself. And if neither of those instill a near vomit inducing panic, a) I dare you to go do either. Tonight. Right now. Put your money where your mouth is! In fact, I triple dog dare you, and if you successfully do that b) I would like to know everything about you, you magical creature.