I think I finally figured out what I really want to do with my life. It's going to require a lot more school but that is okay. I like school.
I have realized that venting my feelings and frustrations to my family is too much like handing them a knife and saying, "here *pointing between shoulder blades* the blade will slide in nicely right about here and give it a nice thrust for me, will ya?" So I'm done expecting them to act or feel any differently and I'm just not going to outfit their operations anymore.
Also, moving by yourself is really hard, but it is satisfying when you can claim that you moved a bed and a couch all by yourself.
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