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This is something I was aware of from the start, but not as immediate. As soon as I graduated, I wanted to move out, be free of the old stress, and puzzle over the new. I would have to get a job this year, save up, find a roommate and a place of course, not too troublesome. I was going to go to college, Junior college to start off and to save up. I was going to start my life, with a half planned template. I was going to run off and be an adult, since I already act like it. I was ready, some kids are scared to move on and grow up, but I was already half way there. Now I feel stuck, trapped into a situation to where I have the option to go on with my vision or be the responsible one to stay home and take care of the family who don’t have much to hold on to. But I’m scared, for once I don’t think I can handle it. My emotions, my mentality, my sanity is already stretching far beyond healthy. Of course I love my family, but I feel, even if I try to help, they bring me down because I can’t do everything. And I try. I keep my thoughts to myself because they are blunt and awful. I really think I’ll leave, but does that make me a bad person to let my family try to make it with so little? I don’t know what to do….
