I make do considering how much I sabotaged my own life. I am a recovered heroin addict who had my first child when I was 16. I dropped out of school after moving out of my parents house and see no way available to me to actually go to college. I am a musician who holds music in such high regards that I can't bring myself to actually stay in a succesfull band because of the corruption of fellow bandmates who never really shared the same vision as I did in the first place. I am now 22 and my second daughter will be born this december. I work in a sales job where I nearly make enough to support my family, but not quite. I have to move within the next month or two but have no money and no credit to do so with. I see no possibility of life improving for me but instead I see a stagnant, repeating cycle ahead of me. Okay. My pity party is over. I make do. Thats about it.
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My bowels hurt.
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