Depressed...
Tomorrow's my 19th birthday, and it just reminds me how stuck I feel. I'm stuck in my parents' house and we don't get along. I'm stuck in a dead-end McDonald's job where I work my off and deal with terrible people for nothing. My friends and my girlfriend make me happy while I'm with them... But when I wake up early in the morning and I know I have a nine hour shift, and I'm exhausted, and I'm gonna have 7+ hour shifts 6 days a week most weeks... Ugh. I'm going on vacation soon. I hope that refreshes me. But I'm scared I'm gonna end up 20 and still living in my parents' house! I'm scared I'll never be able to drive. I'm scared I won't be able to save enough money to support myself if I move out. I'm scared that im not smart enough to go through school and get the job I think I want... I'm just gonna be another unhappy person contributing nothing to the world. And it's all the inspiration for writing out of me... One of the few things that gives me joy, it's taken.
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