There has been a time I am longed for love and is with to pay a high price for true love. I think I find it in my mom. I also find some friends who are considerate to me and care about me after I lose everything. I guess this is what I’d get out of my life.
I want a fulfilling career more than anything else. Not so much bc of money, just to feel like that I’m useful to society again would be amazing and would be good for my self esteem and mental health.
Having lots of good friends to have meaningful conversations with would also great!
That’s what my dad asked me a couple of weeks ago. He told me to really think about it and go for it. I kind of keep thinking that I’m just going to end up homeless or dependent on someone, so why worry about what I want? I starting a job part time, but I’m working for my dad so besides totally killing my pride I don’t know whether or not I can really work in the real world or not. I know I really want one of those self driving cars or to be a better driver, one of the two. I really want to be independent, even if I keep living with my parents until they pass away. My sister is already independent, can drive and keep down a high paying job, and make friends. I want to be like that. Sometimes I think about getting married, but it seems like most men want to have kids and I don’t because I would not be a competent mother. I flip flop between wanting to get married someday or not, and so does my sister. I think because we grew up in a house where my dad earned a lot and worked hard, but the cost of living was too high, that we were always afraid of becoming homeless growing up even though we were never homeless, that as adults, me and my sister are afraid of settling down anywhere. I want my sister to be happy though, and I was thinking that we would both get married someday and start families of our own, but it’s starting to seem like that is not going to happen. I keep telling myself that I’m better off never getting married than ending up in a bad marriage or divorced anyways. I tell myself that the human population is already so huge that me having kids would just make it more crowded anyways. I’ve thought that if I did have kids that I would adopt though, but in reality I’ll probably just never have kids. I was blessed with a good family, even my mom has turned a new leaf since i became an adult, and I figure that just living with the family I already have and being independent is enough, although I’m still sad and I don’t know why.