a rope for your journey.
It’s been a semester and I feel like I’ve been through a lot of changes. I’m renting out my very first apartment, I started working two jobs, I’m realizing what it means to sacrifice a lot for the sake of living under a roof. Then again, I also realized the amount of support my step-dad gives to me. I’m not talking about words of encouragement, I’m talking about financial support.
It’s been an eye-opening semester because for the first time, I was living off of my own paycheck. Of course sometimes my mother would help pitch in some grocery money here and there but I hate asking. Let’s just say she does not make as much as my dad but is financially supportive when I really need it. I just wish my step-dad could do the same. Not even pay for my rent because I got it under control but maybe even, just giving me 50 bucks just so it could help me pay for books to say the least. I’ve been a so called “work-a-holic” as my friends say. Sad part is, getting paid is a sad sight because you feel like you’ve earned a lot less than what you feel like you should’ve earned.
It feels as if my step-dad kind of pushed me off from the side of the earth for me to become fully independent. I think it would be better if he attached a rope to me & then pushed me off the side of the earth. Just so when I’m falling hard, he could at least catch me & help out a bit. I really respect those people who do fend for themselves and do not need help from parents at all. Props to you guys.
Jeez, my entries all sound so pathetic. :/
