thoughts...
last week i felt i had left one imprisonment for another--i felt trapped--in BG i was trapped in a school i didn't like, with no sense of belonging, no job, no money, nothing... here, i have $18,000 debt to pay back, live with my parents, and couldn't really think of any friends... and, i was missing the one my heart still loves...
but it is all about perspective. yes, BG did suck, and i should have left Western three years ago... perhaps... but right now i'm in a good place:
i love my job. i am making money. i negotiated a great apr on my loans upon consolidation. living with my parents is okay as long as i remember i have little rights as a non-paying habitant and will be subject to most of the workload as far as chores go--but mom and dad have also been voices of reason and wisdom while i have been here. sunday i cried all morning i was so upset about everything, my mom calmed me down and talked to me and even took me out to lunch and bought me coffee... but anyway, she gave me a whole new perspective on my life... and put into perspective feelings and the things of the heart.
the old angie (in a good way) is coming back out. i am rediscovering strengths i once had, independence, ambitions and desires, standards, goals, and so many things. i am starting to like myself again.
but it is all about perspective. yes, BG did suck, and i should have left Western three years ago... perhaps... but right now i'm in a good place:
i love my job. i am making money. i negotiated a great apr on my loans upon consolidation. living with my parents is okay as long as i remember i have little rights as a non-paying habitant and will be subject to most of the workload as far as chores go--but mom and dad have also been voices of reason and wisdom while i have been here. sunday i cried all morning i was so upset about everything, my mom calmed me down and talked to me and even took me out to lunch and bought me coffee... but anyway, she gave me a whole new perspective on my life... and put into perspective feelings and the things of the heart.
the old angie (in a good way) is coming back out. i am rediscovering strengths i once had, independence, ambitions and desires, standards, goals, and so many things. i am starting to like myself again.