Deciding a path.

When we where kids there was always the question of what we wanted to be one when we grow up. I want to be a teacher, i want to be a writer, but to be honest, i’ve never really thought too much on it. When i was younger, i never thought i live this long. As bleak as that is, its the truth. I’ve never decided what i wanted to be, i couldn’t think of the future, not when i was in so much pain at the time.

Here i am, 25, no girl, a job i kinda just fell into, and not even a drivers licence. I just go with the flow of life, it was a coping mechanism. My actions in the past have effected my now. How am i supposed to meet a girl with no experience and terrible anxiety? My life is rather directionless, however its an improvement over not wanting to live. I need to move forward, no matter how scary that is. So am taking my one step at a time motto and working on getting a learners permit, its a step at least. Perhaps its something to make my world just a little less cramped. I really am scared, but i have to try.

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3 thoughts on “Deciding a path.

  1. At 16 the pressure is on you to know what you want to do. Other people my age know what university they want to go to, or where they want to work when they’re older. I have no idea, I just know I don’t want to be here.
    You’re 25. I don’t know if I will be alive at 25, but I’m probably too much of a coward to kill myself.

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