SF MOMA Deanna Templeton You Will Survive
My teenage years were one of a kind. You can’t make this s…t up. Some things were mentioned before, and some will never even leave the walls of my family's knowledge. I never had any tattoos or piercings, and I'm sure to the outside world, I looked like an average teenager. But I was not. I kept a diary throughout high school until my mom found it. Then I threw it out on (every notebook) on the way to the train station. Music was my refuge. When I put headphones on, the entire world disappeared, and I created the reality where I wanted to be. But anyway, I loved that exhibit! So inspiring! My heart always goes out to kids & teenagers who go through hard times, whatever they might be. I guess a part of me is a bit jealous of kids & teenagers who had almost flawless years of growing up. I hope they know how lucky they are. I wish I were one of them, just doing school work and playing sports and no other worries in the world. One of my coworkers (and I can say now my friend) she’s 25 and had a difficult time growing up. She wears dark colors and has tattoos and piercings. But she’s also brilliant and well-spoken. She spent her teenage years going through some hell & reading books. I keep pushing her to get MA and leave hard years behind to start fresh. She told me she never had a real plan because she planned to commit suicide before the age of 25. … I find its interesting how as kids and young adults, we find an outlet in different inspirations. For me, that was music… and short stories & poetry that I started to write at age 11 when I was sad or felt lonely.
SF MOMA Deanna Templeton You Will Survive
My teenage years were one of a kind. You can’t make this s…t up. Some things were mentioned before, and some will never even leave the walls of my family's knowledge. I never had any tattoos or piercings, and I'm sure to the outside world, I looked like an average teenager. But I was not. I kept a diary throughout high school until my mom found it. Then I threw it out on (every notebook) on the way to the train station. Music was my refuge. When I put headphones on, the entire world disappeared, and I created the reality where I wanted to be. But anyway, I loved that exhibit! So inspiring! My heart always goes out to kids & teenagers who go through hard times, whatever they might be. I guess a part of me is a bit jealous of kids & teenagers who had almost flawless years of growing up. I hope they know how lucky they are. I wish I were one of them, just doing school work and playing sports and no other worries in the world. One of my coworkers (and I can say now my friend) she’s 25 and had a difficult time growing up. She wears dark colors and has tattoos and piercings. But she’s also brilliant and well-spoken. She spent her teenage years going through some hell & reading books. I keep pushing her to get MA and leave hard years behind to start fresh. She told me she never had a real plan because she planned to commit suicide before the age of 25. … I find its interesting how as kids and young adults, we find an outlet in different inspirations. For me, that was music… and short stories & poetry that I started to write at age 11 when I was sad or felt lonely.