You could say the mystique has worn off.
I'm tired of this damn club.
I want to be a middle-class suburban kid whose parents have steady jobs. I want to know my house, the home I've had for ten years, will always be there.
Now I sit in the living room, or stand on the front porch, or look around my room, and the security of this place is gone. I think about the fact that this may have been my last summer here, and I spent most of it sleeping, eating, and working at a place I've come to loathe, and all in vain.
Do you know what it's like to have the burden of your family's well-being on your 19-year-old shoulders? To not sleep enough or eat properly for days on end because you've got to see this project through, only to have it fall flat in the end, leaving you powerless?
I feel really alone right now.
You are reading the life, times, and general musings of Jenna Tollerson. I am a web developer and consultant living in downtown Athens, Georgia, USA. [read more]