It’s one thing to go out of your head and maybe screw up 1 or 2 times.
It’s one thing to screw up 1 or 2 times and get busted by the 5-oh.
But you are being marketed as the Great White Hope from the Great White North to the delight of all the screaming Tweeners and Teeners, and to the greater dismay of their parents who have forked over enough money to cure Ukraine’s financial woes at least 70 times over.
We know that you are starting a new life as an adult. Being an adult is not all that it’s cracked up to be.
After all, you have a responsibility to the community in the form of paying taxes, showing some respect to others and obeying the law.
Add to the fact that in order to keep your head together while maintaining the illusion of being the guy that girls would be proud to bring them to their parents/mother(s)/father(s)/legal guardian(s)/probation officer(s) and the obligation not to fuck up is increased tenfold.
I’m not telling you how to live your life: that job is left up to your parents who (to the best of my knowledge) truly give a damn about you. They have the ability to call on your shit, son. I’m just giving you an honest opinion as a former phenomenal fuckup. You live your life right, you’ll do right.
By rights, I should have been a millionaire like you. But I took so many arrows to the knee and punches to the nuts that I’m lucky just to be limping along while keeping a roof over my head.
Consider your recent travails as lessons to be learned. Learn from the mistakes made by other prodigies and ingenues from the past and pass them on to the next generation of young megastars to be.
In the meantime, man up, grow up and step up to the plate. Welcome to adulthood, Kid.