I’m turning 22, and now looking back I guess life has been moving too fast for me. I’m saying this because at the age of 18, I was already earning more than above what is minimum wage. Now, I already have a 9 month old daughter.
I guess my life is not that special because I had experienced what other people had gone through. I grew up where money was always — I mean always — an issue. My mom worked every day just to take care of an alcoholic father and his needs, and an unemployed oldest child who up to now is still studying to be a “sea man”.
I guess everybody has an attitude problem. For me, I like making fun of little mistakes and sometimes yes, I get into people nerves.
But my family, they’re different. My Mom would look at lesbians like they cannot do anything good, and their sole purpose in life is to be used for their money. As for my Dad, well he thinks that he’s always perfect. Well I guess his life is perfect. Where else can you be jobless and be able to drink until the sun don’t shine anymore? My brother, well he is there when you need him. But he thinks that other people envy him. Well news flash: you don’t have a car your girlfriend does, you don’t have a laptop your girlfriend does… in short they’re not your stuff, they’re your girlfriend’s.
That is why for me, I live my life leaving people alone.
If they’re happy… then so be it.
Originally titled “Y?” – Editor