Forward this to your Mom or Dad: How THEY can Handle YOUR first Heartbreak

Heartbreak. It’s something that happens to all of us. But that doesn’t make it any easier, especially not when you’re right in the middle of it.

My first real heartbreak (aside from my little girl crush on Robbie, an older boy who lived down the street) was in high school. I broke up with my boyfriend (yes, I did the breaking) because I was interested in someone else. Hey, high school is a time to figure out what works for you! I was enjoying my senior year without being seriously attached but every time I saw my old boyfriend, I had pangs. I missed him. I really had loved him. And so, when one night he called and asked me to get back together, I said yes. And that’s when the bomb dropped. Less than a minute later, he said (and I’m quoting here), “Oh, I don’t really want to get back together. I just wanted to see if you would do it.” A real charmer, right?

I had some choice words for him – words I won’t share here. But really, I was embarrassed and my heart was broken. I felt like he’d taken my feelings and the 10 or so months we had been together, and kicked them down the street like you would a random pebble. The next day was hard. The day after hard still. But days and weeks later, things got less hard. Good, even. Better than they would’ve been if I would’ve stayed with someone who was willing to hurt me like that. But in the moment, during that phone conversation that left me heaving sobs so loudly my mom came into the room to see if I was actually dying, I never thought I would things would get better. Heartbreak sucks, plain and simple.

Because it’s something that we all have to deal with, I get a lot of questions from parents on how they can handle it when their teenagers are going through a hard break-up or the ups and downs of love. It’s one thing to handle heartbreak of your own, another when someone you love (like your kid or even a friend) is going through it. So when Claire Jeffreys emailed me about an article she was writing for parents on teen heartbreak, I had to talk to her. The resulting article, Spring Fling: How to Handle Your Teen’s First Heartbreak, is a must-read, both for you and your parents. Even if you’re not dealing with heartbreak right now, you will at some point. (Sorry, it’s true.) So forward your parents this article for safekeeping and when the time comes, remind yourself that it will get better. It’s hard, but you’ll be ok in the end and it’s not all bad. A lot of good things actually come out of heartbreak. For me, it was knowing that I didn’t want to date anyone who would treat me like that – even when we were breaking up. For Shakespeare, it was amazing poetry. For Bob Dillon, it was Blood on the Tracks. You get the idea.

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Talking About Pressure from Boys in TWIST magazine

I’m so excited to be in the March 2011 issue of TWIST magazine (yes, that’s Justin Beiber on the cover).  They contacted me and asked me to answer some reader questions about pressures from guys, all asked by girls like you. Since it’s a tough world out there and YOU WEAR THE PANTS, I think it’s really important to talk about pressures and how to handle them. Some of the questions TWIST asked are:

Q: What are specific pressures from guys?
Q: How do I avoid physical pressure from guys?
Q: How can I get out of a bad sitch with a guy?
Q: My BF wants to go farther – should we break-up?
Q:What are characteristics to look for in a ‘good’ BF?
Q: How can I hang with him without pressure?

Here’s a sneak-peak at the article, but to see the whole thing, you’ve got to get the magazine. Don’t worry, it’s still on newsstands. And if you have other questions, you can email me or the editors at TWIST! But no matter what, remember that no one, NO ONE, should pressure you to do anything you don’t want to do. You deserve respect from guys (and everyone else) so you can have fun and be yourself!

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Will Work for Prom Dress: The Hairstyle Tells the Real Story

The talented Aimee Ferris, whose new book WILL WORK FOR PROM DRESS just came out on Tuesday (congrats, Aimee!), has an ongoing PROMAPALOOZA with various YA authors and their prom pics. Here’s the game: she posts the pictures but doesn’t reveal who the author is. Readers guess and then, Aimee lets the secret out. It’s fun – There are prizes! There are jokes! There are monkeys washing kittens! (Ok, not really.)

Anyway, when Aimee asked me for my prom pic, I was all in. I will admit, I loved my dress. Loved it. How often do you wear floor length velvet and satin? Not that often, unless you’re Vanna White (who is STILL on Wheel of Fortune, by the way). And, how often does a nice guy, the guy you have a crush on your senior year, pick you up in a nice car, wearing a tux, give you flowers and a corsage, and then take you to a cheesy room (our prom was at the Capital Rotunda – actually pretty classy for a prom) filled with streamers and bad DJ remixes of the Police and Peter Gabriel.

Actually, our prom theme was “In the Arms of an Angel” based on the Sarah McLachlan song that’s now the theme for animal cruelty. I don’t know who picked that (maybe I voted for it, for all I remember) but at the time, I thought it was very sophisticated. Just goes to show you – tastes can change (thank goodness).

I will also admit that even though I loved my dress, I had a hair disaster a mere hour and a half before my date came to pick me up. A debacle. A total hair nightmare.

Thinking I would be chic like the girls you see in Teen Vogue who look like supermodels going to their proms, I made an appointment with a hairdresser for an up-do. I am NOT an up-do kind of girl. At least I wasn’t then. And now, I only go for up-dos when my hair is dirty and must be pulled back into a bun or I will pull it all out. So, 2 hours before my date comes to get me, I plop myself down in the stylist chair at a local salon. I tell the hairdresser I want to look glamorous. I want to look like the girl in Breakfast at Tiffany’s (couldn’t remember her name in the midst of my prom-ness). The hairdresser smiled, put one of those gross, slick robes over me, and went to work. Not a word. But I thought we were on the same page.

I was wrong. We weren’t even on the same planet. 40 minutes later (amazing how long horror can take to create), she whipped my chair around so I was facing the mirror. I nearly screamed. There I was. Not Tiffany or Holly Golightly or whatever her name is. I was Medusa. I was the devil’s spawn. The hairdresser had wrapped small pieces of hair into what seemed to be tiny dreadlocks and pinned them all over my head. It looked like my hair had come alive and was covered in snakes eating my head. I almost passed out. Thankfully, I was sitting down. But, I didn’t cry – at least not in front of her. I said it was “interesting” (now, my go-to word for WTF!), I forked over the precious, hard-earned $25 I owed her for her “styling,” and I drove home in tears. (Very unsafe by the way. Do not follow my example.)

My mom, honest to the core, was horrified for me. She told me not to worry and to go jump in the shower – hurry! – I could just wear my hair half-up, like I did every other day of my teenage life. She also gave me some solid advice – stop crying or your eyes will be puffy for the entire dance. Sometimes moms are just smart like that.

I thought it was going to be the worst dance ever. But you know what? It was fun. And I wasn’t worried about my hair-do getting messed up while I was dancing because it wasn’t done. You can’t mess up hair that isn’t done to begin with. So I could actually dance. Which means, I actually had a good time. Was it the best night of my life (like you see in so many made-for-tv movies)? No. But it was good. And looking back at the photos, I’m kind of glad I look like myself and not Holly Golightly. (Ok, that’s a lie – I would still kill to look like Holly Golightly/Audrey Hepburn, but you get what I’m going for.)

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Does True Love Start with Signing a Yearbook?

I’m still digging out of the mess of stuff I had to send home from my parents’ house over the holidays. There is a lesson here: If you can throw it away, do it. If only I had known that a few years ago.

But, there have been some gems from all this stuff. Last night, I got a serious laugh going through my high school yearbooks. You know that feeling on yearbook day? When you pass your yearbook around and secretly hope the guy you’ve had a crush on all year will admit he’s always loved you too? Or that your best frenemy will apologize for those biting “compliments” she gave you all year?

Well, those were in there. But even better, it turns out my now husband also signed my yearbook. We didn’t ever date, but we had math together, and sewing, although I think he showed up in sewing class a total of 3 or 4 times the entire semester. (PS: how does sewing count as a class anyway? But, I digress.)

So, last night, I discovered that my now husband, total love of my life (I just didn’t know it as a teenager), actually signed my high school yearbook. For the record, we didn’t start dating until after he came home from college the summer after freshman year, but I was crazy in love after the first date. Also for the record, we didn’t get married until well into our mid-twenties. Early for some but right for us. I tell you all this because it’s totally relevant to his yearbook message. You have to see for yourselves:

I’m now on a mission to find his yearbooks from high school to see what I wrote. (He didn’t save any of that stuff because unlike me, he’s not a secret hoarder, but I’m dying to know if I had something so prescient to say.)

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Going Back to High School – in Boxes

I went home to visit my parents over the holidays and they had a surprise waiting for me. No, not a new car or even a cashmere sweater. Instead, they pulled out ALL of the boxes of stuff I was saving for posterity (or something like that). All fifteen boxes, each filled to the brim with pictures of friends, notes from boyfriends (the 9th grade ones were by far the funniest), yearbooks, old school projects, prom photos, report cards. You name it, it was in the boxes. (I think I might be a secret hoarder – who saves fifteen boxes full of stuff?!)

I was a little stressed about going through everything. I mean, who wants to throw away memories? But I also knew I couldn’t keep that many boxes at my parents’ house anymore. They laid down the law and said I could keep one box. From fifteen to one. So…I started organizing. A big trash bag at my side, I rifled through my past for hours. And hours. And hours. It takes a LONG time to go through that much stuff. But you know what? It was kind of fun. I had to share some of the goodies from my trash/treasure hunt. I found a note from my friend Jake in 10th grade (something I’m sure he wrote while trying to avoid paying attention in chemistry) and I laughed for ten minutes after reading it. The note says it all:

Then, I found a picture from senior prom. I will say I am about the palest human being on the planet but my family had just gotten home from an awesome beach vacation so I look really tan.

And I found all of my student IDs. These were like hitting the jackpot. You can see how I changed from 8th to 12th grade (except Junior year – my wallet was stolen in 11th grade so that student ID is long gone). Talk about a trip down memory lane.

8th Grade (The year my family moved to Salt Lake City from Bellevue, Washington. That was a HARD, hard year for me.)

9th Grade (Braces off, yay!)

10th Grade (Finally in high school – the 3 year Junior High thing was kind of torture.)

12th Grade (Senior year, ready for the next step at college, but I definitely have good memories of this year.)

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Parents Trying to Hard to be Your Friend on Facebook?

Ah, the dilemma of social networking with parents and teens. Sure, your parents want to keep an eye on things, but do you really want them commenting on your wall for all of your other “friends” to see? Probably not. But chances are, your parents just want to talk to you, and there’s a way that will be less painful for everyone involved.

I talked to Tracy Begland, writer for the Dallas Morning News last week, about non-techie ways parents can talk to their teens. If your mom or dad are getting a little friendly on Facebook (or twitter or tumblr), you might just want to forward them her hilarious and totally helpful article, Facebook Won’t Make You Friends With Your Kids. It’s an easy way to get your parents to take the hint while still keeping the lines of communication open.

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SheKnows.com names BOYOLOGY and HOW TO RAISE YOUR PARENTS Top Books for Teens!

My books are for teens. I mean, I love when parents tell me they like them or teachers say they are smartly written. But really, my books are for you. I want YOU to get something out of them, to find something that’s going to help you when you have a crush and aren’t sure what to do, or when you need help talking to your parents about getting a later curfew. They really are for you!

So, when a big site like SheKnows.com says that BOYOLOGY and HOW TO RAISE YOUR PARENTS are in the top 5 books for teens/tweens, it means a lot. Parenting expert Melissa Chapman picked both of them in her recent list of top 15 books for preschoolers, kids and teens (they’re in the teen bracket, obviously). And her goal was to pick books that parents could get teens – that teens would actually like! So, this is like a double scoop of rocky road with a cherry on top (and a few chocolate sprinkles). It’s so exciting to have this recommendation from someone like Melissa and a big site like SheKnows, and even bigger that they say teens will like them. Yay!

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dear Sarah: Talking Periods…with Mom

Red-Period-First-PeriodYour Question: I know a question like this has already been asked, but I really need some help! I just got my period and I don’t want to tell my mom. I know she’s been in the same position as me – when she was my age – but I know that she’ll make a big deal out of it. She won’t be mad, but she’ll be happy and proud that I’m “finally becoming a woman.” I can’t tell her. I just don’t want to tell her if she’s going to make it such a big deal. What do I do?

Dear Reader,
Sometimes moms (well, all parents for that matter) know just how to embarrass you! You want to keep your period on the down-low but you know you’re mom, and you know that she’s probably going to make a big deal out of it. So how do you talk to her without her overreacting (even if it is in a positive way)?

Why don’t you try writing her a note to get the conversation started? You can take all the time you need to put your feelings and thoughts down, including the fact that you think she’s going to make a bigger deal out of this than you want her to. Be honest and tell her that you want to be able to talk to her, but you need her to be really low-key about it and help make the whole conversation more comfortable. Ask if you can set up a time when just the two of can talk about it (you might have some questions after all, and she’s been dealing with this for years). Then, suggest that when you do talk, you do it somewhere private, so you don’t have to worry about a little brother, your dad, or anyone else barging in. Be sure to leave the note on her pillow or in her makeup drawer – somewhere she’s sure to find it. After your mom gets your note, she’ll have a better sense of where you’re coming from. And she’ll probably even relate a little. Maybe she felt the same way with her mom!

The good side of talking to your mom is that she will have some advice (sometimes cramps and things like that run in the family, so she might really understand your symptoms and feelings) and ultimately make your period easier to handle. She’ll also be able to help keep your supplies well-stocked and make appointments with your doctor when you need them.

Use your note to set the tone of the conversation. Your mom will likely follow your lead. And don’t worry about feeling like this. Remember that it’s your period and it’s ok to feel like you don’t want it blown out of proportion.

Good luck!
xxx
Sarah

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dear Sarah: How to Make Friends (and Not Worry About Influencing People)

high-school-teens-friendsYour Question: I don’t have many friends, and one of my friends moved. I only have a few friends at school. I don’t want to go into the lunch room at school and sit all by myself. What should I do, and how do I make more friends. I want to be more confident, outgoing, and social, not shy.

-Musicgirl

Dear Musicgirl,
I remember the lunchroom scene well. During my sophomore year of high school, none of my friends were in my lunch period, and it was the most stressful part of my day. I was always really anxious about who I was going to sit with and what we were going to talk about. Eventually, I realized that if I wanted someone to sit with, I was going to have to make the first move.

You see, to have friends, you have to be a friend. And to become a friend, you have to put yourself out there. By that, I don’t mean you have to randomly text total strangers in your grade, but find little ways to start talking to new people.

Maybe your teacher assigns a group project. Ask someone you want to get to know if you can be her partner, and suggest you study at coffee shop one afternoon. Make the project an excuse to hang out and get to know each other better. You might find out you have a lot in common.

Or maybe there’s a club or group you could join to meet some new friends. I know it sounds overwhelming to walk into a room where you don’t know anyone, but if you like music, see if there’s an afterschool band that needs a new member. Or if you like writing, try to write a story for the school paper. There are a lot of ways to meet new people once you start looking. And while it’s always scary to put yourself out there, you just have to take a deep breath, remind yourself that these people would be lucky to be your friends, and go for it. After all, how many people don’t want a new friend in their lives?

One important thing to remember: When it comes to friends, a few real friends — the kind you can open up to and talk about everything, even if they aren’t in your lunch period — are a million times better than a lot of fake friends. So be sure to value the friendships you have and let your true friends know how important they are to you.

Let me know how it goes in the lunchroom!

xxx
Sarah

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dear Sarah: Kissing 101

Kissing-LipsYour Question: My boyfriend and I just started dating. He asked me on a date and I know he will kiss me but it’s been like 6 months since I have kissed a guy and I don’t remember how!! What in the world do I do?

Dear Reader,
First-kiss jitters can make you really nervous about “the moment,” even when you want (and are expecting) the kiss! So the first thing you’ve got to do is stop worrying. It sounds like you really like this guy, and that’s the main ingredient for a good kiss — chemistry. And since it’s there, the rest will come together when the two of you start to kiss.

You see, kissing is like riding a bike. Even when you haven’t ridden one in a long time, once you get back on, it comes right back to you. The same thing will happen when your new boyfriend kisses you. You’ll suddenly remember how to do it, even if you are a little nervous. And sometimes, getting back on the bike (or kissing again after a six-month break) makes you look at things in a new way (like a cute new guy), and you’re even better at it!

The fun part is that everyone has a slightly different kissing style, so your new boyfriend might kiss a little bit differently than your last one — and that’s OK. Don’t feel the need to kiss a certain way. Try to enjoy the moment and relax a little. Kissing is meant to be fun! And if things aren’t perfect the first time — say you two bump teeth or he goes in and accidentally kisses your ear instead of your lips (these things can happen with even the best of kissers!) — just smile and laugh a little. If you’re comfortable, he will be more comfortable, and that makes for much better kissing. The key is that you really like each other. And what could be better than kissing someone you’re crazy about?

Have fun!

xxx
Sarah

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