You have an unhappy girl who doesn’t like the way she looks – but you just think, “Well, these are the teenage years. It will pass.”
You keep finding packed lunches left on the kitchen table, but you think, “She probably just doesn’t want sandwiches. There’s a cafeteria at school. She’ll be eating chips, instead.”
Pictures of Amy Winehouse start covering her bedroom wall, but you’re like, “Well, Back to Black is one of the bestselling albums ever. It would be odd if she did not like this classic album, and her eyeliner is, to be fair, amazing. That’s why she loves her. There’s nothing sinister going on here.”
She gives up red meat first – “It gives me bellyache” – and then all meat
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