So what started as a simple summer stay has turned into a life altering change that I never really saw coming. When I first said I want to go to Miami and spend time with my father and get to know him and my other relatives better i never thought it would lead me where it.
I was excited. full of hope and ambitious goals to be a better person when the summer ended. to be in a better place in life and with my family/friends. instead I am at ends with my parents, dealing with a mother that is torn, a father that is traditional, cold and manipulative and an aunt who tries to intervene way too much. Along with a paranoid bully of a cousin to top it off. i wanted to stay for the summer get a fun job save some money and have a good time. the fun job turned into working at Zara(with some amazing co-workers), and the money saved is turning into my soon to be needed rent money, and budget for the month. i decided i wanted to stay in Miami after getting the job at Zara.
The hope I had was replaced by constant anxiety and depression topped with bouts of homesickness. For a majority of the time, I am alone, feeling unattached and unsure of what I still want to achieve in life or if I even should still pursue any goals and dreams I had previously.
I was excited. full of hope and ambitious goals to be a better person when the summer ended. to be in a better place in life and with my family/friends. instead I am at ends with my parents, dealing with a mother that is torn, a father that is traditional, cold and manipulative and an aunt who tries to intervene way too much. Along with a paranoid bully of a cousin to top it off. i wanted to stay for the summer get a fun job save some money and have a good time. the fun job turned into working at Zara(with some amazing co-workers), and the money saved is turning into my soon to be needed rent money, and budget for the month. i decided i wanted to stay in Miami after getting the job at Zara.
The hope I had was replaced by constant anxiety and depression topped with bouts of homesickness. For a majority of the time, I am alone, feeling unattached and unsure of what I still want to achieve in life or if I even should still pursue any goals and dreams I had previously.
When I first came to Miami things were very strange and I was not able to realise what was going on quick enough to adapt and save any reminants of my former life before things ended. I'm writing this as small interlude into the much longer post I'm working on in the coming days. I honestly needed to wait until I was in the best mindset to even think about going into my memories and reliving the events. Though honestly I feel I should break down the events into several chapters to better explain the turning points as they occurred. This all sounds very cryptic I know but if you knew how long the story and just how difficult it is to even remember it my hesitation would be forgiven. I however have decided to finish writing this for a friend who is currently facing similar difficulties as me, but also as an apology to those friends I have that I've been ignoring and never really explained what happened to. I am sorry if the next posts
are a bit difficult to read for those close to me.
