With a daughter in middle school, I am reminded daily that being 13 is the worst age to be, followed closely by 12, 14, and 15. I’ve often said there isn’t enough money in the world to convince me to redo those awful years.
I see Elliott struggle with self-esteem, body image, and with social awkwardness. This is an age where the girls are a foot taller than the boys, the girls are more developed than me, and the absence of posture is painfully evident. Greasy hair, pimply faces, and non-acceptance in the popular crows is a uniform all middle schoolers wear.