This is my embarrassment story as a teen.
Whenever I went out on weekends, my parents would go and pick me up.
It didn’t matter what until what time I went out
12 pm, 2 am, 4 am
my parents would go and pick me up.
At that time, I felt really embarrassed.
I felt like a little girl who couldn’t go anywhere
Whenever I knew it was close to the time I would be picked up,
I started to feel nervous, knowing that at any minute
somebody would say: “Josi, they are here to pick you up”.
Looking back in retrospective,
I realize that:
- my parents were actually taking care of me
May be on an overprotective way, but there was care involved
- I was actually “better” positioned than my friends,
whose parents would never pick them up
and when time to go came, were asking for lifts
or risking themselves taking any cab on the street
or walking by themselves on dark streets
- I shouldn’t have cared about what my friends thought,
but I should have arranged things differently with my parents
How about you? Could you learn something from your embarrassment situations? I would love to know