Great...
Have you ever believed something for so long and then realized that it's just not true anymore?
What do you do when you reach that point? How are you supposed to go forward with that knowledge?
Yesterday I learned some not so good news. But I was cool with it. I knew everything was going to be ok. Then today, I learned some horrible news. I was able to resolve it right away, but other people very close to me aren't so lucky.
Don't worry...I'm making it out to be more serious than it really is. There's just been some high drama around here. I'm still processing. Raw nerves, and all that.
Anyway...
I've been keeping my whole apartment plans under wraps for a while now. It never seemed like a good time to tell my parents, "By the way, I'm moving out. Really soon." But after what's happened today, I've found my way out. The perfect reason as to why I'm ready to get out and do things on my own. To be totally responsible for myself and know what's going on all the time. No more surprises. No more disappointments. I'm ready to be totally accountable for the major things that I need to survive in this world.
It might not be easy, but at least I'll be in control.
And I won't have to feel guilty about placing the blame on anyone else. Even when I have the right to point the finger. Because the only one that I'll be able to blame is myself.
I've had enough. It's time to get out. And hopefully I can do it without hurting the people who have truly been looking out for me. I know they always will. But I gotta do it on my own now. Before something else happens that breaks my heart.
What do you do when you reach that point? How are you supposed to go forward with that knowledge?
Yesterday I learned some not so good news. But I was cool with it. I knew everything was going to be ok. Then today, I learned some horrible news. I was able to resolve it right away, but other people very close to me aren't so lucky.
Don't worry...I'm making it out to be more serious than it really is. There's just been some high drama around here. I'm still processing. Raw nerves, and all that.
Anyway...
I've been keeping my whole apartment plans under wraps for a while now. It never seemed like a good time to tell my parents, "By the way, I'm moving out. Really soon." But after what's happened today, I've found my way out. The perfect reason as to why I'm ready to get out and do things on my own. To be totally responsible for myself and know what's going on all the time. No more surprises. No more disappointments. I'm ready to be totally accountable for the major things that I need to survive in this world.
It might not be easy, but at least I'll be in control.
And I won't have to feel guilty about placing the blame on anyone else. Even when I have the right to point the finger. Because the only one that I'll be able to blame is myself.
I've had enough. It's time to get out. And hopefully I can do it without hurting the people who have truly been looking out for me. I know they always will. But I gotta do it on my own now. Before something else happens that breaks my heart.
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