Millennialism with some first word problems and a sprinkle of dry humour
We have an innate desire to be remembered and leave a legacy. The things we do to have our existence be marked somehow. The need to be thought of even if we aren’t around to witness it. It’s the carving your name into the playground bench reading ‘Maddie waz ere’. To plant something that’ll hopefully pass the test of time.
What creates cynicism?
Age, for one. A better word for it would be experience. Interactions, burned bridges, and the disparity between what is being said and the hypocritical actions that follow.
I did horribly in my A levels and my response was just that – “good enough”. I knew I wasn’t going to get much from it and pulling that piece of paper out of the envelope on results day confirmed it. My eyes skimming the contents briefly and promptly sliding it back in, shrugging and hearing myself utter those bloody words.
Growing up is difficult. When you are younger, your reactions towards adverse experiences tend to trigger responses of ‘why me’ and ‘it’s not fair’. Chances are if you are a teenager, you still enjoy throwing the odd temper tantrum whenever your mum sets those pesky curfews.
