Good Kid Bad Kid

I've always been under the impression that I was a pretty good kid. I get good grades; I don't disrespect my parents; I don't get in trouble.

But, as I was eating take out earlier, I had a flashback to last night. I remember slamming the car door shut while my mom was trying to tell me something because I was in a rush to get out of there. At the time, I didn't feel bad. I knew what she was saying and I thought it was completely unnecessary. So thus, it was okay.

Now that I think back on it, I feel...bad. I mean, she was just trying to tell me that she'd pick me up tonight and what did I do? I slammed the door and walked away. It was such a spoiled teenager move and I can't believe I'd do something like that. Maybe I'm not as good of a kid as I thought?

When that thought first occurred to me, I tried justifying it thinking that it was payback for all the times she did unfair things to me or was being unnecessarily mean. But does that really justify me acting like a jerk? I don't think so.

So, for the first time in my life, I'm thinking to myself, "I need to treat my parents better. And everyone else for that matter."

Is this growing up?