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lovedance4ever
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Hi all. I suppose I’m just venting. I will make this brief.
I am eighteen years old, and got to taste my first bit of independence this week, as I traveled to Gettysburg, Pennsylvania (about a seven hour drive) with my ‘little sister’ (she is a very close friend of my family - 14 years old). I made all the reservations, saved up, and drove the entire way.
I just adored it there…I cannot even describe the feeling I had being in that area. On top of everything, I love history, so to be in an area that experienced so much and had such an impact on American history…was quite intense and wonderful. Unfortunately, I only had reservations for two days, and we just came home today. I am thankful for the lovely time I had there, but at the same time, I am so depressed about having come home.
First of all, I hate where I live. I think it is because I have many bad memories of living here. I was horribly bullied in my neighborhood and the bullies still live there and still continue to terrorize myself and my family (we have a bullet hole in our garage window). I have no family other than my parents who care about me. My other family members are so self involved, and most of my cousins have not spoken to me in at least two years (nothing happened, just indifference). I go to college locally, and I have no friends there. They all use me for my car and such; I know they do not care for or respect me at all.
I think I just want to be rid of all the sad, hurtful memories and start fresh somewhere new. While I realize that I am unable to change that overnight, I cannot help but feel so very depressed and alone…and trapped.
I guess that was not brief! lol.
Prayers are greatly appreciated…and advice if you can think of some words of encouragement. Thank you so much. God bless.
I am eighteen years old, and got to taste my first bit of independence this week, as I traveled to Gettysburg, Pennsylvania (about a seven hour drive) with my ‘little sister’ (she is a very close friend of my family - 14 years old). I made all the reservations, saved up, and drove the entire way.
I just adored it there…I cannot even describe the feeling I had being in that area. On top of everything, I love history, so to be in an area that experienced so much and had such an impact on American history…was quite intense and wonderful. Unfortunately, I only had reservations for two days, and we just came home today. I am thankful for the lovely time I had there, but at the same time, I am so depressed about having come home.
First of all, I hate where I live. I think it is because I have many bad memories of living here. I was horribly bullied in my neighborhood and the bullies still live there and still continue to terrorize myself and my family (we have a bullet hole in our garage window). I have no family other than my parents who care about me. My other family members are so self involved, and most of my cousins have not spoken to me in at least two years (nothing happened, just indifference). I go to college locally, and I have no friends there. They all use me for my car and such; I know they do not care for or respect me at all.
I think I just want to be rid of all the sad, hurtful memories and start fresh somewhere new. While I realize that I am unable to change that overnight, I cannot help but feel so very depressed and alone…and trapped.
I guess that was not brief! lol.
Prayers are greatly appreciated…and advice if you can think of some words of encouragement. Thank you so much. God bless.