Do you remember when I wrote a blog about people with dreams, who are afraid of going after their dreams? I wrote that I didn't want to make that mistake. A mistake of letting somebody else tear away my dreams, and me giving up.
But I am making that mistake right now. It's almost as if I'm losing the person that I am. Like I wasn't supposed to be that person.
It feels as though I have nothing to live for, nothing more to give. I have a dream, I was willing to go after it... But the people in my life just don't understand. My friends do, but what are my friends going to do? Shove me on a plane and take me away? That's not possible.
I feel as though I've waited too late. Or that I was born into the wrong family. I want to have been born into a family that understands my dream, and allows me to go after it. You might be thinking that what kind of a family do I have? Don't think that. I love my parents too death, but they're not used to having a daughter with a dream.
I'm different than my brothers and sisters. I'm unique. I have a dream that I want to persue.
Nobody understands that. It's almost like I'm living a life that I don't want to live. What's the point, anyway?
On other news, it's summer vacation for me. I have to lighten up. I want to make this a summer I'll never forget. I hope you guys stay with me through this Summer Journey, I have a feeling a lot with happen that I will blog about.
Thank you for following my blogs and commenting for those who are. My 22 followers are probably the only thing I have left in me now.
But I love you guys, sooo much.