Praying

At my housesitting place.

Mom says I'm not allowed on their computer.


Tonight, will be a night. I hope. Tonight, I'm going to push to start a new page with mom, just restart. Otherwise, we're going in circles. Next year + moving out is all too far, and I can't hold through. Let's hope this I'll work, because I'm really on my knees now. It's tiring. It really is. It's been school, then home, then fighting, then crying, then sleeping. Rinse and repeat, and you've got my story. Why can't everything be perfect? Everyone understands, no one fights? Tonight, I'm giving it all up. She wants my passwords, she can have them. At this point, I just think, "Eric, now's a time where you have to think for yourself. Get involved with the community, set yourself up for bursaries, and scholarships. Plan out your future, think of courses, think of money, think of  your friends, and staying together."

This all out war has made me realize a few things. Like:

How important food, water, and a place to sleep is.
How amazing friends are.
How much power I have, no matteer what, and whatever my mother says, I always have choices, and can do what I want, when I want.

So wish me luck. I'll most likely spend another hour here, walk over home, and just surrender to my parents. Regardless, I'm moving out soon. I'm starting at independent soon. I'll be in the front seat of my own life soon.


Soon. Hm, why is it so long? But really, when it comes to things, soon isn't that long. After all, I've spent 17 years rotting on this world.

Oh, hi Sarah!