Long ago in a galaxy far far away -- at LEAST as far back as last week -- I polled the blogosphere about whether I should read the Roo-girl's angst-ridden teen poetry ... which she had left out in the open.
Well. The response in favor of snoopage was overwhelming, both from the curiosity AND from the "keep tabs on your child so you know where her head is" perspectives.
OF COURSE, you do know that I read them. In fact, I mostly read them before all y'all gave me the go-ahead.
Am I all about the sharing? Yes, but I'm also all about the privacy, so I have vowed to only share the basic subject matter. Here ya go:
Girl likes boy, boy doesn't know girl is alive, girl asks friend to ask boy about girl, friend does, boy is clear that he just not that into the girl, girl dies a million deaths, girl bleeds tears all over spiral notebook, the end.
You can do the math.
But just to show you I'm not completely changed, I WILL share: the declarations I have found in public places, for example her Facebook status, her instant message messages, things like that.
I figure if she puts it out there that publically, it's meant for me -- and you -- to read.
These are in chronological order, from earliest to latest:
The Roo-girl will be ok ... eventually.
Two days later ...
The Roo-girl won't be ok for a long time.
A day after that ...
The Roo-girl just wants it all to be ok again ...
This past weekend...
The Roo-girl wishes things could be simple again.
And message that KILLS me and that sat on her outgoing instant message window:
"you crushed my heart with your words."
Followed closely by:
how is that when evr i get my hopes up something comes and crushes me??
This is going to be a looooooooooong adolescence.