The miserable seconds are turning into minutes, minutes into hours. It’s another night of me soaking my pillow with salty tears.
Recently, I’ve been thinking that college might not be for me. I’m wasting my time. So I have decided to go to beauty school. A decision that I’m 100% sure that would make my family extremely unhappy. My parents have no choice but to say yes. But i’ll be going back to school within two semesters. I promised I would finish… eventually.
But in comparison to rest of my amazingly flawless family, I am the black sheep. I have always believed that playing the “comparison game” was extremely childish and everyone gets hurt. But I’ve never really fit in with the rest of them. I’m a little different. And I can’t really explain how… We do have similar personalities… But I just can’t feel a connection with any of them. And it’s not just my family, it is with everybody. But if I cannot form any relationships within my own blood family, how do I ever expect to form relationships with strangers?
Am I missing something within myself that allows me to create these attachments to others?
I’m going on terrible tangents and I am not making any damn sense.
In my 21 years of life, I never once heard that someone was proud of me. People take that for granted, they really do. To be the source of someone else’s pride would be a great pleasure of mine…
