Friday, November 21, 2008

Guest Spot

I did not write this.
Someone who I was close with for almost 2 years wrote it.
It's about me.
Enjoy.


You're not pleased with where school took you, as far as getting a job that isn't satisfying and doesn't pay as well as you need it to.
You're not happy with your lovelife because you're not 100% certain what you want from it, or what kind of person you want to be with, and to take it even further, what you actually want. Be it marriage and a house, or partying and sharing a loft.
You want a job that pays well and makes you satisfied that you made a difference or helped someone or at least did something important, but you never really could decide what that would be or how to get it.
You're irritated at home because of the roommate, but you know that living alone, albeit quiet, is also pretty lonely.
And you're conflicted with being strong and self sufficient, but coming to terms that you like having someone else around to bounce ideas off of and share some intimacy with.
Then the parents, knowing that your sis is a rockstar who does whatever the hell she pleases, even though she seems to think an awful lot like you do.
But they still judge you even though you're trying your best, and that thought still comes to mind whether it matters to you or not at this point.
I don't wanna sound like a shrink myself, but seeing how much trouble you have loving yourself, and seeing how self deprecating your sister is too, I really think you learned a lot of this shit from your parents.



ya know, when you're right, you're right.

5 comments:

Anthonia said...

that's what the folks are for. though, this is the time when we try—successfully or not so successfully—to roll back the years of therapy we'll need because of them.

Maegaggles said...

mmmmm yeah fuck parents.
you rock hailey.
accept this.

Kate said...

I don't know if i fully agree with this. There has to come a point where you have to step up and take responsibility for your actions instead of blaming others. You've been living on your own for a few years now and doing your own thing. I don't think it's fair to blame your parents for anything once you've moved out.

Isn't that the first step in self-help? Admitting you have a problem? Well, maybe this is more admitting that you have more to do with your problems than what you want to admit to.

Andrea said...

Kate, I think your misinterpreting what was posted on the blog and what Anthonia said. I don't think anyone's really faulting the parents here as the reasons for unhappiness and self-doubt. But the people in our lives--friends, boyfriends/girlfriends, parents, siblings--have a profound impact on the forms our futures take. So I don't think it comes down to a matter of "blaming the folks" as much as it is a matter of simply acknowledging the effect that they, and others, have on our lives.

Jayant said...

I like the blog, stranger.