When reality hits.
It's time to be a responsible adult. I've been studying for a long time I'm feeling awkward now that I have to move on to the next stage of adulthood. Contribute to the society by getting a job.
I've been to comfortable that I need to convince myself, girl...you need to work. Yes. I'm working on it.
I'm sad when my parent need to remind me that they're getting old and they need me to be able to take care of myself cause they can't do that forever. Now that my dad got early stage parkinson, I really started to feel how hard reality hits me. Imagining my dad getting old and fragile really wrecks me. I wanna be able to take care of them. I want to start shape up and tell them its okay and they can depend on me now.