Trying to tell myself the majority of us have to work, deal with it.
Trying to tell myself that someday we can do whatever we want.
Trying to believe it.
Trying not to worry... failing.
Trying to be positive... failing.
Trying not to feel like my life will never really be mine.
Trying to understand that responsibility is not the root of all evil.
Trying not to get in one of my moods where I just want to run away.
Wondering if we should scrimp and save every bit to pay bills now, or just enjoy ourselves and do what we can since we have so many bills...
I get like this. I hate it.