A few months ago we put out a call for your best advice, or the best advice you were ever given by another person, with an explanation as to how the advice changed your life or your perspective on a certain issue. Well, over 1000 entries and 3 months later we have sifted through your submissions to bring you the first of a series called "Teen to Teen." In this series of articles you share your best advice on some really tough issues, issues like teen pregnancy, suicide, drug use and sex. Take a look at some of the amazing advice your peers have to offer, hopefully some of these words will touch your life and make a real and positive difference.
I'm a 15 year old girl and a freshman in high school. I'm here to talk about suicide. Lately I have been having thoughts about suicide, and one of my friends gave me some advice. He says that he will let me commit suicide if I can tell him how it'll be easier to live after I die. Of course, there is no answer to this question. The only thing suicide does is hurt the people who care about you. Two years ago, my best friend committed suicide. I was crushed. I'm still not over him, and I don't think that I ever will be, not a day goes by that I don't think of him. He left a note when he went and it read "I must do this. I want my peace, and it is never going to come while I'm alive. I'm sorry to those of you who care about me, but be happy, for I will forever watch over you. Please never do anything like this to yourself. I love you. Goodbye." And that's it. His mom called me and told me. That's how I found out. It was so horrible. And yet, I had had thoughts of doing this to my loved ones. When I think of the pain his death caused all of us who loved him I just know it's not worth it! Nothing can hurt that bad!!
Topic: Date Rape
One night a date picked me up and we went out for a little party. He went and got me a drink. Soon after I drank it I began feeling a little woozie but I didn't think anything because I hadn't felt very good that day. When we left the party he took me to a motel where he got us a room and carried me inside. I didn't try to fight him off because I didn't really realize what was going on. That's the last thing I remember before waking up naked in the bed in my date's arms. My memory still wasn't clear on what happened so I didn't tell anyone for days. By the next Wednesday I was starting to get my memory back and I finally realized that he'd raped me. So I went to the police and told them what happened and I also told them some of the other people who were at the party. They questioned them and decided I had been raped. My date had drugged my drink to get me in bed. I had fell victim to a date-rape drug. I just hope that by reading this it will help someone not fall victim like I did. Never take a drink offered to you even by your date. Get the drink yourself. By doing this you will have taken a big step in protecting yourself from a date rape drug.
Topic: Dieting/Eating Disorders
When I was 11 years old I went through one of the worst phases of my life. I was very concerned about my weight, too concerned. I am a dancer and back then I was so obsessed about my weight that my grades and social life suffered. I was failing school. My life was going down the drain. I know it seems a little young for an 11 year old to experience what I did, but it happened, and I hope it doesn't happen to you. I had just recently made the grueling transition from a public school to a private school. I was in the 6th grade, my height exactly at 5"3, and 140 pounds. My grades were in the C's and D's, and to make matters worse, I had no friends.My dance career was just getting started, and the pressure to lose weight was immense. I read books and researched web sites about all those diets out there that were supposed to help me. Nothing helped. I even tried to binge. I became very sick and depressed. All of my friends were back in public school, while I was trapped in private school. I was alone, I had me, myself, and my parents, who were putting enough pressure on me about my grades. I would cry in the middle of the night, asking God "Why?" I was so desperate, I would do anything. My depression was reaching a dangerous level. Everyone was asking if I was O.K. and naturally I said I was, even though, deep down, I wasn't. Finally, all of a sudden, it was time for summer vacation and I decided to change my image. I lost 10 pounds just by minding what I ate, and getting more active in dance, I changed my look and received tutoring from my teachers. I had undergone such a change. I was so proud of myself for what I had done. 7th grade came around, and I was ready to show myself. Everyone was in pure amazement, I had transformed from a little shy, fat, quiet girl, into a outgoing, rebellious young woman. I have so many friends now. All because I put myself to the challenge and faced my problems.