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I have 23 hours left to be a teenager. What the fuck…where did the past 20 years go? I haven’t really thought about it until right this minute. I spent 14 years in school, 2 years in college, and countless hours preparing myself for a future that more or less disintegrated in the past 2 months. And where do I go from here? I guess we know the answer to that: I go to Lackawaxen. Are you kidding me? What’s there for me? Nothing. Trees and eagles and nothing. No matter how much I try, I cannot find the bright side of moving out there. And I can’t blame my parents. I’m the one who flunked out of school. But by taking me out there, they’re taking me away from everything that matters to me. My friends, my brother, any hope of furthering my education, my therapy, civilization. Jonathan. My God…how am I going to do this? We go crazy after a week apart. How am I going to deal with being 2 hours away?
I need to get a job, make money and move back to Jersey.
Holy hell. I'm freaking out.
I need to get a job, make money and move back to Jersey.
Holy hell. I'm freaking out.