My life is a dumpster fire being held together by nicotine, a child I have to take care of so they don’t end up with trauma like me, and the hopes of graduating college while maintaining a good gpa and working 2 jobs.
🤡 I am the clown for not social distancing and instead being at the park going vroom vroom on a board at early hours of the morning and not at home sleeping in my bed while having my roommate play cool ambient sounds in the background
🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡 and I also have a kid to raise now LMAO I’m so hypocritical it hurts it really took an hour of posting from 1-3 in the morning to come to my senses that if I don’t get my s--- together I will be him in the future with a toddler and scrambled eggs for a brain and I will repeat the cycle like the one I went through and he went through
Should I really be raising this child with my stepmother despite me absolutely hating her for destroying my mother and leaving a fragile woman? She really thought she was hot s--- being a home wrecker and look at her now. No longer as young as when she first met my dad but now with a baby. Hope you feel what my mom felt.
But the child isn’t to blame, it isn’t his fault. I just have to be me and move on.
If you guys are tired of hearing about my life just imagine how I feel being the one that has to live it. I feel like if I would have been ‘normal’ I and essentially what my dad wanted I would have a different outcome in life. But I would be unhappy. Lmfao I am unhappy now too I’m so dumb at least then I would also be back in New York living with his family or some s--- and have no stress marks from worrying about making ends meet every month