Things you do now that your teenage self would be horrified about!

[GoodHearted]

I'll start. She would massively take the piss out of me, the cocky little twat 😏

I shop at Aldis
I browse around charity shops
I listen to classical music
I go on holiday on my own
I eat in restaurants on my own
I love scenery and don't find it boring
I hate nightclubs and noisy places
I rarely socialise with people anymore

She'd be stunned I bought a house and car though! Every cloud.

She'd be massively proud to see I'd gotten away from the area after all

She'd be bitterly disappointed that I don't love East17 anymore

She'd be absolutely shocked to the core that I wear my hair au natural and give zero fucks about that

I'm going to a music festival with my mum next month and I've been to the pub a few times with her this year! Teenage me would absolutely die at the thought of being in public with my mum.

That not going out and getting drunk on a Saturday night wouldn't be the end of the world.
That in her eyes I got fat - I was far to skinny at 15, like unwell skinny but thought I was fat.
I didn't join the army.
I didn't marry for money.
I get on well with my mam.
I live on a farm!

I knit my own socks!
I wear a coat in winter.
I don't dye my hair.

Get a cab home from evenings out in central London (we're on the outskirts) rather than schlepping home via a couple of night buses.

My teenage self thought that would cost far, far too much money. It was a revelation when we discovered that for 4 of us it was less than a tenner each. Madness.

I don't have a 22" waist.

Wearing big comfortable knickers and listening to radio stations that don't play music

Teenage me was always practically middle aged anyway, so I think she'd be pretty pleased with the life adult me has ended up with.

She would be surprised at the amount of cheese I eat though - she loathed the stuff!

I wear a vest in winter
I love gardening

That I live in suburbia and wear lots of dresses. I'm very basic 😅

On a more serious note, that those mental health struggles have never gone away for long.

But she'd be pleased that I still wear Converse, listen to Rammstein and have found an equal partner in my husband (I've been strong willed, stubborn and a feminist as long as I can remember!)

Not bothering with makeup.

She would be shocked and then impressed I think that I genuinely don’t GAF what people think! In fact I go out of my way to do things that would have horrified her, speaking to strangers, eating out alone etc but to be fair she couldn’t even walk to the local shop and couldn’t understand why, hint; anxiety I didn’t even know I had!

Wash a man’s pants.

She would be horrified I've 'let myself go' and am now overweight.

That I'm a mother, that I'm married, that I run because I want to, that I can no longer legitimately call myself a musician. Frankly she'd be devastated that this would be her middle life.

I talk about past abuse - it is horrifying my teenage self and we are both finding it very frightening.
I have a diagnosed severe and complex mental health problem.
Therapy (linked to the above).
I'm a very anxious person now.
I only very rarely eat meat.
I am a home bod.
I did not become an adventurer.

That I'm married and have a child. Own a house. Live overseas. Wear big knickers for the comfort. Wear a wireless bra most days. That I'm one stone over weight according to BMI, 3 stone over amy weight I would found acceptable. Wear my glasses everyday. I don't work.

I voluntarily kiss a man with a beard.

That the boy in my school would become my DH
that I would have 6 DC when I thought one would be it.
that I would be excited by putting washing on the line
that I would want to be in bed at 10 pm .
that I would wear slippers and a onesie and big girl Bridget knickers.
that I would finally stand up to a close relative who made my life hell and cut them off as I was always scared of them.
that I love a small car that’s good ok petrol
that I would get the job of my dreams and not to listen to the losers.
that I am not a failure like I thought.
little old me would not believe that life does get better as 15 is an awful age. Well it was for me.

She’d be mortified I have a mum cut and colour instead of black, red, blue, pink and god knows what else hair.

She’d be bitterly disappointed that I’m not a rockstar living in LA dating some long haired, guitar playing heartbreaker, instead I’m a married mum of 3 with a mortgage and a 7 seater car, very much in rainy England.

She’d be disappointed that I don’t sing anymore.

Ive let her down in all honesty, she was fucking cool 😆

I frequently wear a coat, and often carry a handbag

That I wear my hair in a bob, out of choice

That I wear my glasses a lot, out of choice

That I now have an appreciation of 90s dance music

She'd be pleased that I stuck out being vegetarian though, the stubbornness definitely hasn't gone away!

Having afternoon naps just because I love them, not because I'd been out partying all night, she'd also be devastated that i didn't grow up to marry Tony Hadley, that was always the plan😁

Rarely straighten my hair now - it goes up in a clip at the back of my head. Teenage me wouldn’t have left the house without hair straightened to within an inch of its life.

I wear massive comfy pants and always wear a coat out.

She’d be delighted though that I’m married and have a baby as she used to despair that she’d never have a boyfriend.

I start conversations at bus stops with strangers.

I rarely wear any make-up at all.

If an item I've bought isn't right I take it back to the shop instead of just putting it to one side.

I'm not hesitant to ask a question, even if it's a silly one.

If out shopping alone and I fancy a cup of tea and a cake I'll go to a cafe by myself and enjoy the experience.