I started college and love all my classes, even though they're difficult. I'm also attempting to get involved with student groups.
Work is, well work, but it pays for my fun times and I've met some great friends there.
I've joined a Rocky cast, made some kick ass friends, hope to do this for years.
Dad moved out to California for five months and we lost the house, but we're ok, I live with my mom so that didn't really affect me directly. Sunk some cash into getting them out of trouble, I'll never see it again, but that's ok. Live and learn. It only bothers me that I'm taking care of an otherwise able adult instead of the other way around.
I met not one but two guys, great great people one of whom loves me and the other who is perfectly open and honest about what he wants. I may lose second guy, but that's ok, I don't need him, either of them really, I'm strong enough to stand on my own two feet, and I've learned that this year. I don't need my parents, my friends, my lovers, I can make it on my own.
And that's huge, because I was always afraid, so afraid of being alone or not in control but I don't need to be any more. Because once I let go, things got better. Too many pots on the stove, but better. I've done a lot of growing up this year. With a 20th looming, I'm not as scared as I was a year ago. Hopefully my twenties are even better than my teens.
Haven't posted much lately, but things are going so great, hectic but great. I'm being pulled in so many directions that I'm afraid I might come apart at the seams, but I'm having such a great time doing it.