TakingTheRoadLessTraveled

I just feel so terrible that you are dealing with what you are dealing with. How can anyone possibly come back from that? You take hit after hit and all you seem to have anymore is me. Don’t get me wrong, I make a mean care package but how much can I really help with all of this? I’m genuinely worried about you. Which I shouldn’t be. You’re being brave. Which is more than I could say for myself if the tables were turned. You happen to be the one with the problem. So why are you hugging me and saying everything will turn out okay? There’s no way I can possibly help. But I so terribly want to. I just want to see you smile again.

I regret not leaving this place behind to go to college. There. I said it. I tried for months to convince my dad that I wanted to stay close and this was the college for me. Now all I really want is to have applied to schools in Kentucky, Florida, Tennessee, Utah, Ohio, and for sure Maine.

There are a few things I don’t completely regret about this decision however. I have a fantastic new boyfriend. He’s brilliant and adorable and makes me glad to be alive with all of the opportunities I have. I’m also incredibly thankful for the low college tuition. I’m proud of myself for that and my parents can seriously go fly a kite. I worked my ass off for this and I’m going through with it. I’m also glad I can stay close to my cousins and my neighbors. Maybe those are strange relationships to truly appreciate but I do. With all my heart. My neighbors are like family and my two younger cousins are the greatest things that will ever happen to me.