I feel so pensive lately. My life is starting to fall apart, and yet I feel more together than ever. Maybe it's because I'm finally breaking free from the controlling reign of my mother (who, though I am nearing 21 years old, finds it necessary to call me 8 times in half an hour, text me twice, ask one of my friends to text me and the person she knew I was with, AND stalk my boyfriend's Myspace to try and find his phone number... just because she hadn't heard from me in 4 hours). Maybe it's because I'm about to graduate college, and even though the job market is awful... I feel confident that I can find *something*. Maybe it's because I've just been driven to the breaking point so often that I just don't give a shit anymore. What's the worst that can happen? I don't care.
This past week, I was terrified to face the world alone. Today, I can't wait. I'd rather suffer through poverty and overcome obstacles than deal with what I do on a daily basis. Having to fight to go places, constantly being checked up on, having virtually no privacy... it's too much. I can't accomplish what I want and need to until I leave this all behind.
I want to be in control now. It's my turn, mom.
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Wow, your mom should not need to talk to you that badly, unless it's an emergency. That's super frustrating. And kind of immature. And needy.
As for the job market, I so feel you on that. It's crazy. And terrible. Kinda scary.
And yes--it is your turn. It's your life. Take the reins.
@Blue__Summer - I actually feel bad for posting this blog, because she IS my mom, and she DOES care about me... but that pushed me over the edge. She was going to bed, wanted to say good night, fine... but called me just about every 3 minutes. Not fine.
I'll be losing my job in 10 days, so I'm a bit frustrated with the job market, but I'm not despairing yet!
Your mom needs a pet