Complaining
I’m still learning after all this time that I can’t do things like normal teenagers. The prospect of a part time job is scary and basically impossible for me but I need money to pay for petrol and the gym. I need to go to the gym to keep my weight down so I have less strain on my body but to do that I need to have petrol in my car and money to pay for membership. It’s sad when health has to take a back seat to what’s important in your life; my parents have decided that it goes school, weight issues, health, and then friends. I really don’t agree with them on this but I don’t know what to change, things seem to be getting too much for me lately. Hopefully I can make it through with my sanity.