Today was my second time I gone to the DMV week and it resulted in another failure. My mom gave me a copy of my Birth Certificate and Social Security so I would be able to get my ID, and they do not accept copies. I became furious, I cursed, screamed, yelled, my emotions spilled. I actually broke down and was covered in my own tears, I guess it was time for my emotions to be set free.
My family took my 18th birthday as another ordinary day, they didn't bother cheering me up especially after I failed my driving test. Instead, I had friends that lifted my spirits and they raised them tremendously (thanks), sadly, it didn't last long.
As of now, my arm is smeared, mutilated. The feeling that I had experienced today was utter failure. I am unable to get shit done, I am looked as a normal person on the streets to family, I am nothing. Don't be surprised at my absence for the rest of the week, I, honestly don't know what to do.
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