High school is tough. A lot of impressing people who you won’t remember in 10 years. You try so hard to impress the third guy that made you feel “beautiful”. The attention is definitely an experience. But there’s more to the attention, you need your education.
It’s 11:00 pm on a Friday night. Sitting up in the middle of my bed and all I can think about are the lives that surround me. This has been on the brain for the last couple of nights. It wakes me at 2:30 am and again at 4:45 am without looking at the time. I am truly passionate about helping people, I believe it is my calling. The problem is, it also affects me and my well being.
Over the last few months, I’ve been in bliss. New Job, new environment, more money, and more of a busy schedule. I just love it. I’ve been happy until yesterday.