First of all, encourage sports, but don't push them, because she will come to a point where she won't be able to keep up with the running and whatever else have you. Second, all of us get bitter sometimes. But for the most part, we're okay. I have my moments, not where I feel like the world is against me, but just that it gets so hard sometimes I want to say forget all of it (usually in more vulgar terminology). But overall, I'm pretty good. I'm in school, getting good grades, and loving it. She is very likely to find a nice group of friends at somepoint, but you have to keep in mind there will be kids who make fun of or shun her. She will encounter crappy people. She is also likely to encounter crappy guys once she starts dating, who will avoid her because she's sick. Now, as far as teens having a tough time... well of course. Teens that are healthy have a hard time being teens. Not only are they getting used to growing new body parts and boys being maybe not so yucky, but they have to deal with it in an unusual body.. that most of the time, seems like it's punishing them. So boys are cute now... and some of them actually don't like me because I'm sick? Well that's unfair! And it's true. It happens, and it IS unfair. But she will also encounter real people who accept her for who she is. Not only that, but she'll find people who even support her. Having her parents support her is lovely. My parents have always been supportive. For one thing, and some parents don't understand this, but you have to pay attention to me here.. you cannot lock her in a closet. That is to say you can't protect her from everything and never let her do anything. What is a life lived, even if a little longer, if it's lived in a box? You get my point? She will need space and independance, especially as she becomes an adolescent. My parents knew I tried drinking, and allowed it as long as I didn't drive drunk. Which helped. It meant I got to drink like the other kids, and because my parents allowed me to do normal teenage things, I did the less destructive, and avoided the more destructive, like drunk driving. My mother also knew I tried smoking pot. I never smoked cigarettes, but I went through 2 or 3 years where I smoked pot at parties. Maybe once a month, or so. And my mother said she didn't like it, not because it was weed, but because I was smoking it... but either way she wouldn't forbid it. I know that was hard for her. Of course she doesn't want me smoking, but she still didn't forbid it. And eventually I gave up, realizing it wasn't worth the damage it caused. But even with great parental support, she also will need people her age to support her. I have a few close friends who are always there for me. I have a boyfriend who loves me despite my being sick. She'll meet with the bad, and you cannot protect her from that all through her life. But she will also meet with the good. And when she meets up with the good, it'll make up for the bad. I've gotten dirty looks in public, boys have avoided me, etc etc. But in the end, it's worth it, because now I have a few friends that are golden. I also have Mike, and he's better than I could've imagined asking for. He knows every gross and depressing detail of CF and he knows he'll lose me far before he dies, and he sticks by me nonetheless. He spent the night in the hospital with me one time, and slept on the hard, cold, tile floor. To sum myself up: Support, but don't smother her. And she will meet people in her life that treat her like dirt, but she will meet other people who treat her like the good person I'm sure she'll be. Feel free to email me anytime if you like to go into even further detail, or ask other questions, I'm always willing to talk. AbsintheSorrow@yahoo.com Or IM me with the same name minus the yahoo. AbsintheSorrow. Hope I've helped.