Making My Moolah!

Welcome back everyone to my ever fascinating blog. Lately I've been talking about my new position in the working community, and at least for the first paragraph I will continue to do so. I have made my first paycheck and have just gone out to cash it. I don't think I have ever made this much money on my own before. Surely with a lot of help from relatives around Christmas and birthday, but never $200.00 in the course of 2 weeks of working. It's a strange feeling that I've never had to deal with before. The idea that I could go out right now and start buying many of things that I've always wanted as a kid baffles me. The thought that I have the freedom to do such things is so foreign to me due to my reliance on the parents for so long.

With all of the new and odd things going on I began reminiscing of my past. More than anything I began to remember my former stepsister Bethany. I remembered my brother had her as a friend on Facebook so I decided to go and look for her. The first thing I find when I go looking for her account is this. I had heard that her mom wasn't all there, but this truly brought her situation to light. I was so out of touch with the rest of the events in the world that I didn't notice when this came up on the news. Remembering my old sister brought back memories of sneaking candy past the parents in our backpacks where we would hide it behind frame of her bed and the wall. The world doesn't turn around one person. My life has gotten much better since then but there is nothing that can replace the joy I experienced as a child back then.

Despite everything that happens to me I still manage to come back here to my blog. I have to say that I'm glad to have some kind of outlet from what I have to say. I think I might go insane if there weren't some way of getting my voice out. We all have opinions and I don't care who you are and what you say, you have something you wish to say. You want your mind out for the world to see how clever you are to find someone to relate to. A world alone inside your head is the darkest hell I could imagine for anyone. Trapped with myself forever would be terrifying. The incessant nagging and the knowledge of all of my own faults. It's people out there like you reading this now that make my life worth waking up for. Thanks for being there for the last 2 1/2 years.