remember the times i was full of energy and full hearted joy.
remember the times i was full of your faith.
remember the times i was full of my own faith.
i am giving up on my family. i'm sick of them letting me down. and giving up on believing in me.
i mean seriously, they're supposed to support me the most.
and they are dragging me down and making my miserable little pit, a little worse everytime they speak.
that sounds horrible bet let's go back to the begining of time....or my life.
my depression;; mother.
my lack of trust in men;; father.
my anger for women;; sister.
my hate for smokers and alcohol;; father and whole freaking family.
my shyness and anxiety;; depression.
seriously. and the depression has seriously been getting worse since they won't let me go to penn state. they think i want to stay here.
i've never wanted to stay in this fucking hell hole of a state.
the only reason i have for staying now is ashlee and a couple friends.
they've given up on me, i'll give up on them.
i'm sick of this fucking battle.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
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The college thing is the same situation I'm in. My parents don't want me to go out of state, either. But this is what I've realized. If you really want to go, then go. Ultimately, it is YOUR life and YOUR education we are talking about here, not theirs. They may have their reasons for having you stay..but I'm sure you have your reasons for wanting to leave, too. Besides that, they can't seriously stop you. You are 18 years old. By then you'll be 19, even. What's the worst that could happen? They will be disappointed, sure. But I know that they both love you enough that eventually they will realize that you are doing the best thing for you and you are now a grown up and they will have no choice but to respect your decision. Stay strong, and they will respect you for your maturity and for your decision. Don't freak out on them and start yelling, that will make them think you are just immature and really not ready to go out of state.
Just go them calmly and explain your reasons, and don't make it seem like you are asking for permission. Just tell them you feel like they deserve an explanation, but that's all it is. Not a request.
And you KNOW you will MISS ME TOO, jerk.
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