I give myself permission to sleep.
Oh, I can’t do that. It would be rude.
Oh my god, there’s that awkward silence.
My parents really want me to at least finish school so I can have “security”.
I can’t quit this job right when they are going into the busy season.
If I leave my job to start a business I might go broke!
I can’t, I shouldn’t, I’m afraid, I’m shy, I have to explain, I don’t want to stress them out, I don’t know, I’m afraid to say ‘I don’t know’. I don’t want to hurt them if I say “No”.
This is not an advice post. This is a ME post. These are all the things I say to myself at least once a week.
I was just told that out of the 600 trillion years left in the universe, I won’t be here for most of them.
Who will give me…
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