No shade to the pacer test tryhards, but it really is.
Jokes aside, being fast is becoming too normalized for comfort nowadays. For those out of the loop, the term “fast” refers to a person acting grown-up in a negative fashion, such as being sexually active or using drugs recreationally. It’s ridiculous that people are considered “losers” for not pumping stimulants into their lungs and terminating pregnancies while barely learning how to find the area of a circle. Hell, even South Park made fun of these kids at some point; that’s how out of hand the situation has gotten.
Being “fast” is a widespread, generational epidemic, and it’s genuinely saddening to see what some people our age do to their bodies on a regular basis. Imagine going through someone’s purse and seeing a collection of fully-used vapes, clicking together like toxic sticks of chalk. It’s one thing to collect Monster cans, but collecting vapes, finished ones at that, is a different level of addiction. That’s what it is. It’s not cool, it’s not a flex, it’s not something to be proud of—it’s an addiction. Being fast is literally a disease.
On top of all of this, the ones truly to blame are these kids’ parents. Being absent in your child’s life will set them up for failure. It might not be what you want to hear, but it’s the truth. Your child would not be buying condoms at fourteen if you just paid attention to them, which is something that a lot of parents have a hard time doing nowadays. For example, I’d say I grew up with a fairly strict mom compared to others. Some of my friends whose parents I envied at the time—parents who let them stay up late, or go out past curfew, even let them drink liquor—they all set their kids up to be fast. One of those friends is younger than me and has bought contraceptives multiple times. Oh, and that happened in my junior year. They were at MOST 16 years old. Judgmental or not, this behavior is extremely concerning.
It’s horrifying to me to even imagine being at an age where you aren’t legally allowed to drive without an adult in the car, but something alive is actively forming inside of you because you weren’t careful and you were trying to fit in with your classmates—and god forbid you live in the wrong place in this day and age, because now you’re stuck with it for nine months, and you don’t know how to break the news to your family and even if you’re going to make it out of this situation alive. But now, when you look toward the future, does it really seem as bright as it did in your weed coma?
Jokes aside, being fast is becoming too normalized for comfort nowadays. For those out of the loop, the term “fast” refers to a person acting grown-up in a negative fashion, such as being sexually active or using drugs recreationally. It’s ridiculous that people are considered “losers” for not pumping stimulants into their lungs and terminating pregnancies while barely learning how to find the area of a circle. Hell, even South Park made fun of these kids at some point; that’s how out of hand the situation has gotten.
Being “fast” is a widespread, generational epidemic, and it’s genuinely saddening to see what some people our age do to their bodies on a regular basis. Imagine going through someone’s purse and seeing a collection of fully-used vapes, clicking together like toxic sticks of chalk. It’s one thing to collect Monster cans, but collecting vapes, finished ones at that, is a different level of addiction. That’s what it is. It’s not cool, it’s not a flex, it’s not something to be proud of—it’s an addiction. Being fast is literally a disease.
On top of all of this, the ones truly to blame are these kids’ parents. Being absent in your child’s life will set them up for failure. It might not be what you want to hear, but it’s the truth. Your child would not be buying condoms at fourteen if you just paid attention to them, which is something that a lot of parents have a hard time doing nowadays. For example, I’d say I grew up with a fairly strict mom compared to others. Some of my friends whose parents I envied at the time—parents who let them stay up late, or go out past curfew, even let them drink liquor—they all set their kids up to be fast. One of those friends is younger than me and has bought contraceptives multiple times. Oh, and that happened in my junior year. They were at MOST 16 years old. Judgmental or not, this behavior is extremely concerning.
It’s horrifying to me to even imagine being at an age where you aren’t legally allowed to drive without an adult in the car, but something alive is actively forming inside of you because you weren’t careful and you were trying to fit in with your classmates—and god forbid you live in the wrong place in this day and age, because now you’re stuck with it for nine months, and you don’t know how to break the news to your family and even if you’re going to make it out of this situation alive. But now, when you look toward the future, does it really seem as bright as it did in your weed coma?
