I know the exact cause. The kid was weaksauce. If there's something I've learnt about growing up and life, is that everyone (in the same sulture/society, at least), with the odd exception of course, goes through the same thing, espeically during those adolescent years. Their bodies develop, as do their minds. Teens begin to assert some kind of personality, and become obsessed with being an idividual. They strive to be 'different from everyone else'. Most go through some sort of rebellious phase, subconciously believing it's a way of developing identity. They begin thinking for themselves, demanding responsibilities as an 'adult', claiming they should be treated as such, yet still wildly behaving like a child. It's the same GOD damn thing I see in every teen. They think they know better, but they know NOTHING. Yes, it's a difficult time, struggling with the changes they think they see around them when actually, the only things that are changing are themselves. Who here, in their mid-twenties or later, can honestly say they are still the same person they were when they were in high school? That they think and behave in the same way? I'm not talking about their habits or videogame tastes or anyhting, but their actual philosophy on life.
Sure, I've seen people struggle on their journey, still desperately trying to figure out who they are well into their thirties. But this is life. It is all part of the journey. EVERYONE struggles through this part. Some more than others, some for longer than others. Noone has control over it, and that's what people find frustrating. And then there are those that THINK they are struggling more than others, that they have a life so bad, that control of their life is completely lacking, so they try to reclaim control in absurd ways. They are the true weaksauces of society who can't see. Given, nobody CAN see that this lies ahead of them. That crucial development phase is like a tunnel - you enter one end, it's dark, noone can see the other end - only those that have come through the other side can tell what it's like (and often it translates to "I was just like you at your age') -hindsight is wonderful. But those few people who struggle so much, they can't make it out - that's the shame. But it's more of a shame, when a in a bid of control, they bring others down with them, in their weakness.
I don't care if his Father committed suicide. Or his Mother is brain damaged or whatever. The strong make it through life. There's nothing wrong with being weak, so long as you can admit it. Those that can't and take others with them are scum.
