It’s been almost a month since my birthday, and now that I’m thirteen, I have to join a special class in my church called Rites of Passage (ROPES). Today was my first session, and I’m not sure what to make of it yet. It’s supposed to be an “instructional manual” I guess, to guide me through my least favorite topics: drugs, sex, school, peer pressure, and all things generally associated with – wait for it – “teenagehood.” But like, what’s so foreboding about being a teenager anyway? I mean, I’ve successfully been one for a month and some.
So what even is the point of this class?!