Proof that my life is a living hell. (On a digital clock, for those who don't know, 11:34 upside-down and backwards reads 'hell'. 34-11=23, 2/3=.666 etc etc...go watch The Number 23.)
I see this time at least once if not both times in a day. Just a friendly reminder that hell is not to far from home.
Anything that I could write on here would seem petty and insignificant, because I don't know how to show or prove that I'm at my wit's end.
I work 36 hours a week (over 6 days), and my mom works 25 (over 5 days). And yet there is MORE for me to do around the house. She cooks and cleans at work so she refuses to do it at home?
Also, since I work, I have to pay for almost ALL of my own stuff. I've never had an allowance. This is all my money. I have to buy 90% of my own dorm stuff. If I borrow the car, I have to put gas in it. I buy my own clothes (not a shocker) and my parents have already started giving me things I "need" instead of something I might want for my birthdays.
I am turning 18 in 10 days.
I am moving into my college dorm on the 20th of August.
I wish I was estranged from my family sometimes.
Becoming an adult is hell. It is bullshit.
And yet I know that I'm better off than ALL of my friends for it.
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