so here's the scoop.
i have to get out of here. and it's not just that i get annoyed with my mother, though that is admittedly part of it. i'm just sick of being alone all the time. i'm sick of being 20 years old and stuck in my parents' house for days on end just out of lack of other places to be. i'm sick of not having anyone my age to go out for coffee with. i'm sick of always being that patronized youngster of the group. i'm sick of holding my breath and waiting to even pretend that my life might start up again.
so i stopped my mom this morning and told her that if the opportunity could present itself, i would move to milwaukee for a semester (my thinking was that i would still be in a normal college environment while i was waiting for my acceptance to chicago). and, having previously heard me say everything in this entry, and having watched me cry over my solitude more times than i care to admit, her response was "well i'm sorry we're such terrible parents that you have to get away from us."
i'm sorry, what? i'm 20 years old, brought from a year of freedom back into a year of this depressing ostracization, and i'm not allowed to want a normal college experience, unless i'm somehow undermining her parenting style? what the fuck?
so i stopped my mom this morning and told her that if the opportunity could present itself, i would move to milwaukee for a semester (my thinking was that i would still be in a normal college environment while i was waiting for my acceptance to chicago). and, having previously heard me say everything in this entry, and having watched me cry over my solitude more times than i care to admit, her response was "well i'm sorry we're such terrible parents that you have to get away from us."
i'm sorry, what? i'm 20 years old, brought from a year of freedom back into a year of this depressing ostracization, and i'm not allowed to want a normal college experience, unless i'm somehow undermining her parenting style? what the fuck?