Too my bittersweet realization, my father is getting a new job.
To many, this is great. "what's wrong wit you girl?? We in a recession. He need to make that money."
To me, my job flies out the window.
Yeah thats great and all. He's working. Money comes.
We're happy. We love each other. Im a spoiled
piece-of-shit-child again.
Only one car. No job. No need for licence. No reason to leave
the place i hate. Walls are closin on me. Everyone's had the
feeling. I am being smothered by the predictable. I need a vacation.
And so-forth.
While wading in my self-pity and selfishness, i forgot to congratulate you.
Way-to-go.
