Every Little Thing's Gonna Be Alright
That's what I keep telling myself. Every little thing's gonna be alright.
If I don't pass Biology it's alright, I'll just take the night class in the spring.
If nothing changes at home and things get really bad, I can leave
If I leave and realize I can't handle it that's Ok too, cause I always have a home to come back to no matter what.
So mom wants me to start going to counseling, at Calvary. But I got mixed emotions on that one. On one hand I guess it would be good. With everything that has happened and very possibly could happen. Apparently the counseler wants to talk to me about, what's happened, and how to move on.
Unfortunately moving on includes a plan for me to move out on my own. I'm 18 now I guess it's time. I'll have an AA so that'll get me a good paying job so I can support myself. But it's scary to think about. Being on my own. Answering to no one but God.
There's a few places I could go. I could stay here and rent a studio, or one bedroom apartment, I could move to AG and rent an apartment, I could move to AG and live with some friends of my mom, I could move to Washington, and live with Sue, or go to Portland like I've wanted and totally start fresh. Not knowing anyone.
I'm not really sure what I'm gonna do. This is all hypothetical. But it gives me something new to start praying about, insted of being stuck in the past and present. This is a chance to look into the future
And right now the future tells me if I don't feed my fish, and clean his jar tomorrow, he just might die on me...not good
If I don't pass Biology it's alright, I'll just take the night class in the spring.
If nothing changes at home and things get really bad, I can leave
If I leave and realize I can't handle it that's Ok too, cause I always have a home to come back to no matter what.
So mom wants me to start going to counseling, at Calvary. But I got mixed emotions on that one. On one hand I guess it would be good. With everything that has happened and very possibly could happen. Apparently the counseler wants to talk to me about, what's happened, and how to move on.
Unfortunately moving on includes a plan for me to move out on my own. I'm 18 now I guess it's time. I'll have an AA so that'll get me a good paying job so I can support myself. But it's scary to think about. Being on my own. Answering to no one but God.
There's a few places I could go. I could stay here and rent a studio, or one bedroom apartment, I could move to AG and rent an apartment, I could move to AG and live with some friends of my mom, I could move to Washington, and live with Sue, or go to Portland like I've wanted and totally start fresh. Not knowing anyone.
I'm not really sure what I'm gonna do. This is all hypothetical. But it gives me something new to start praying about, insted of being stuck in the past and present. This is a chance to look into the future
And right now the future tells me if I don't feed my fish, and clean his jar tomorrow, he just might die on me...not good