Maybe I am depressed. Maybe it’s because I am back “home”, and have no friends here. I don’t have anyone to really talk to. And I can’t see my friends because they live hours away. I don’t have a car and I’m trapped at home, without a job.
God. I miss college.
I hear about you going everywhere, getting a new car, able to get a job, travel anywhere you want.
Yeah. I’m jealous.
But only because I can’t.
I can’t find a job, I’ve looked for over 4 months and now no one wants to hire anyone for only a month.
I can’t travel anywhere because I don’t have a car.
I can’t spend a lot of money- my dad is recently unemployed.
I am SO Sorry that you don’t understand this.
Sorry that I can’t do anything fun but I don’t have a car, job, or money.
I just can’t do fun stuff right now.
I wish you understood and would stop flaunting your accomplishments in my face.
You know my situation.
And if you were in the same situation, I wouldn’t flaunt everything in your face.
You don’t understand. You’ll never understand. You’re too privileged to understand.
I wish I had a job.
I want to drive the hell away from this place. It’s not home. Not at all.
I want to go back to college.
That’s where my home is, my friends, my love.
I miss it.
I hate summer.