I had an amazing time as a teen, typical life in the suburbs in the North. Great school and feel so blessed to have been a teen in the mid nineties and all the craziness that came along with it. Our year group at school was a strong one and we were friends with a couple of years above too. We all had such fun, such a lust for life and I saw us all as having fantastic futures.
I’m now 45, life is obviously very different to back then, but it’s ok.
The last few years have been some sad stories of suicides from people I hung around with and stories of heavy drinking/drug use, mental health problems etc…all previously happy, popular, fun people.
Its just so sad to think of us all
so full of hope then life ruining people as it can.