Saturday, July 7, 2012

One of These Days

One of these days you might realize how like your mother you are. I asked for help when I needed to, after you kept saying to do so.

You want your house to be without kids, I'm over 18 so your obligation is done so you say, and fine, it is, which is why I am trying to get out. Trying to take care of myself.

Unlike with you, I don't have someone to pay my rent. I have no one to pay my bills, no one to support me while I go to school. I have to do it all myself. That's what I'm doing. I'm trying to get myself to a point where I won't be freaking out cuz I can't afford my rent and trying to get a car and all that. I don't know what more to do.

I'm doing it alone. No mom to pay my rent. No dad to cover my bills. Just me.

I realize its taking a while but shouldn't you be proud that one come this far? Look at how far I sank. Look at where I was picking myself up from. But that doesn't matter.

Nothing is an achievement, just expectation. Regardless of what it is. I could be elected president, it was expected. Not earned and achieved.

Forever the disappointment.


1 comment:

  1. He's a Jerk Breezie. Always has been, Always will be. You know I love him... But you really have to stop expecting more from him. Your doing fine, I'M proud of you. THAT actually stands for something... :)