Sunday, January 3, 2016

Dear blog: a post by me, to me, and for me

After crying for an hour over my life, I have come to a conclusion (with the help of one of my parent's many lectures).

In the words of this episode of The Suite Life of Zack and Cody, I need to pilot my own life.

Ever since I graduated high school last May, I thought I'd be enjoying my new-found adulthood and freedom. But it hasn't been a walk in the park.
My main problem is that I'm a big pushover.
I've been trying too hard to make everyone happy. I'm going to BYU, and not a school I actually want to go to, because that's where my parents have always wanted me to go. I'm working at the BYU Store because my mom told me I'd love having an on-campus job. I'm still working at the Hale because all my friends have begged me not to quit. I haven't settled on a major because my mom is pushing me in one direction when my heart tells me to go another direction. I'm living in a dorm with people I don't necessarily get along with because a girl from high school told me she'd love to live with me.
All these things have resulted in a very unhappy me, so my goal for the next week is to sort my sh*z out so I don't feel like killing myself 24/7.