I have to points to touch: neither compliment or meet in similarity. Uno!, I have sold my soul to mostly everything that can revitalize self worth. Dos!, I miss my sisters.
Since coming back to the civilization in the windy city, I assumed wrong when thinking that everything would be easier. Yes, I have a small amount of income being made for myself (which I so wisely spend on food, make-up, clothing) which alone is very helpful. And yes! I have been able to help out more at home. Helping at home, making some money, taking on more responsibility when you're being relied on so much. I found that my mom relies on me and at times uses her mother guilt-tripping tactics to make me help out. I know, it should be voluntary --- but rough to say, I have a life outside of holding a groom stick and spraying Lysol. Making money is wonderful. Very wonderful. But spending it, and getting parking tickets is not. I often get buyer's remorse.
...tbc. ;] homework time.
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