you know its strange. In this life, you come to realize that there are very few people you can really depend on. People come, people go. I've been hurt in my life, who hasn't? The hardest part is learning to move past that point, and finding it in your heart to trust again, to love again. To not let life make you so hard that you shut out your chances to live again, to love again.
What do I hope for? to someday have a college education under my belt, to have a yard with a house set right in the middle, and in that house, a family that I can come home to everyday, a family I can love and call my own.
To know that someone can love me as I love them, to know that I'm needed. THat's all i've ever really wanted in this life. Money? yeah, we work for it. My grandparents worked all their lives to make it, and I regret that they never really got to enjoy it. No, they weren't rich, but they had their family, and they enjoyed that fact. Most people don't stop and realize what they DO have, and I think that's sad.
Within the next month, my parents will be leaving state-- that's something I will have to deal with, because my parents and I, even when we fought, have always been close. They were strict on me, yes, but if they hadn't been, I wouldn't have turned out the way i did.
So I am left on my own, trying to force myself to forge a way on my own as they move to their new life.
Don't misunderstand. I have my reasons for staying-- I want my own space, and I cannot bear the thought of those dear to me whom I have here (you know who you all are).
I dunno why I am writing this-- I guess I just needed to get it out, and sitting here at the computer as I am, I really had no one to vent on, so there it is, in black and white, and I feel all the better for saying it.
