This is my Senior Year of High School, the last year of my young-adult life until the ties of society pull me feverishly to do their bidding. This is the last part of my journey that will be filled with turmoil and stress and laughter and tears. I'm ready to walk this journey, and I'm excited to where this will lead.
Friday, November 7, 2014
Day 61
I'm losing my cool, I'm just lucky no one else around me has seen it happen. I'm having a pretty difficult time with my parents. Sure, most teenagers do, that's a given, but, I don't know, it's really hard to explain it without sounding like a spoiled brat. It's just I'm working really hard, with school and with my job, and I would REALLY appreciate it if my parent's could at least just help me out here. I need a car so that I can get to school and to work. Don't tell me to work for it, because I am, believe me. But, from my understanding, I can't get my license until I get my car, because my mother won't let me use her car so that I can drive to school in case something happens to my baby brother (isn't that why people call 911?) and I'm not driving my dad's because I don't know how to work a stick shift. In truth, this is happening exactly as it happened to my sister last year - I'm not going to get my car with the help of my parents, but, if my parents had their way, I wouldn't get my license until I turned 18, then they wouldn't have to worry about taking me down to the DMV or helping me get my car. Let me tell you something; it is EMBARRASSING to have to have your parents drive you to your graduation. What do I mean? I mean exactly what I say, because when graduation comes, it's a whole new chapter, and having my parents drive me to it is like a symbol saying that I'm going to rely on my parents for the rest of my life to take me where I need to go, to hold my hand when I get hurt. Sure, my parents are going to help me later in life, that's what parents do, but I don't want them to treat me like a broken child, I want to be an adult who can fend for myself, I want to be able to do things on my own, but, right now, I need their help to get me there. Is that so much or too hard to ask for?
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