Teen years are - ugh. I look back at my own with such embarrassment and disgust. I thought I knew everything…about everything. I thought I knew more about love than my parents. I thought I knew more about life than every teacher, mentor, coach, or authority figure that crossed my path. In reality, I knew nothing. Nothing beyond the intensity of my adolescent emotions.
Op, those aren't cringe worthy confessions....here, let me tell ya one ( there are MANY, but one should suffice)
Does anyone remember Sear's catalogs? If you're not from the US, Sears is (was) a huge department store chain that would send out seasonal catalogs in the mail. They had a little of everything... clothes, outdoor stuff, sports stuff, furniture, tools, etc....back in the day, that WAS "internet shopping".
They also had a lingerie section....a section I'm sure many Americans males here...of the right age of course.....perused when they were horny, hormone filled teens, whether they admit it or not....most are scared of " how they would look" to others..me, not so much
So...as a hormone enraged 14 y/o male with (it seemed) a constant erection as hard as Chinese arithmetic..... I perused the lingerie section quite often....and, on one dreadful day....I was caught....by my Mom! Let's just say....to keep it PG, I was "getting to know myself".
She did the right...and the wrong...thing. Rightly, she said " oops" and shut the door....wrongly, she told my dad.. who, in turn, told EVERYBODY!
I have been the brunt of every Sears catalog joke possible ever since. To this day, I can visit a random family member and be occasionally greeted with a "Honey, hide the catalogs, Rich is here!" followed by hearty chuckling.
See OP....that's cringe worthy because its specific.
So yes, as a teen, I thought I knew everything too....like how to lock a door...but I didn't... and it still haunts me
I had something similar happen to me although I wasn't caught with my pants down
So one day my mother found a naughty magazine in my bedroom, but seriously it wasn't mine, but my father went crazy at me. I swore I had never saw it before, which was true but my parents didn't believe me.
I was about 16 I think so my brother must have been 13, so I was sure it couldn't be his.
But how did it get into my bedroom, I had no idea and I did wonder if it was fathers, and if he'd hid it in my room.
So years later there was a crowd of us in some bar and my brother was there.
We were talking about embarrasing situations and I told them the story of this magazine and how it somehow mysteriously was found in my room.
Just then my brother looked at me with a big smile.
It turned out that it was his after all, but he was too embarrased to admit it to my parents so he let me take the wrap for it
I've forgiven him since but he owes me one