occupy long island
Have full time job I actually like and has to do with my major, have spending money, have amazing boyfriend. Have no independence and still live with parents because can't afford my own place along with student loans and car insurance because Long Island is too fucking expensive to live on.
Oh, Binghamton, how I miss your $300/month rent.
I am not the person I used to be. This lack of independence and lack of money is making me crazy. I feel I have lost so much of the happy person I used to be by being here. I want to leave so bad. 3 years here is going to be my limit. I don't care what happens. I'm packing up and leaving. I'm going to take a chance and move upstate (if they haven't fracked it, that is) or somewhere that isn't here and get the hell out of this dreadful place.
I am thinking about getting a second job on the weekends or in the evenings, but then I talk sense into myself that it isn't worth it to sacrifice my mental (and consequentally physical) health just to have more money. I understand I need to have at least 40 hours of work a week, but I need a life to stay sane. In Binghamton, It would take a week's worth of my paycheck to cover rent, and utilities each month. And I'd be able to save quite a bit. On Long Island, I need to be making at least twice what I am making right now to match up. Fuck money. Why does Long Island have to be infested by all these rich assholes?
No one in my family understands why I hate this place so much. Everyone thinks I'm crazy because they think this is the best place in the world. They've never been anywhere else and they don't want to leave.
Is it bad that absolutely can not stand my family? Every family gathering we have since my aunt died, I just want to shoot myself in the face.
Seriously, I am slowly going crazy. I hate the way things are.
Oh, Binghamton, how I miss your $300/month rent.
I am not the person I used to be. This lack of independence and lack of money is making me crazy. I feel I have lost so much of the happy person I used to be by being here. I want to leave so bad. 3 years here is going to be my limit. I don't care what happens. I'm packing up and leaving. I'm going to take a chance and move upstate (if they haven't fracked it, that is) or somewhere that isn't here and get the hell out of this dreadful place.
I am thinking about getting a second job on the weekends or in the evenings, but then I talk sense into myself that it isn't worth it to sacrifice my mental (and consequentally physical) health just to have more money. I understand I need to have at least 40 hours of work a week, but I need a life to stay sane. In Binghamton, It would take a week's worth of my paycheck to cover rent, and utilities each month. And I'd be able to save quite a bit. On Long Island, I need to be making at least twice what I am making right now to match up. Fuck money. Why does Long Island have to be infested by all these rich assholes?
No one in my family understands why I hate this place so much. Everyone thinks I'm crazy because they think this is the best place in the world. They've never been anywhere else and they don't want to leave.
Is it bad that absolutely can not stand my family? Every family gathering we have since my aunt died, I just want to shoot myself in the face.
Seriously, I am slowly going crazy. I hate the way things are.