"Le Struggle" #twentyTwo
I must admit, twenty two was an extremely difficult year for me. My sister called me on my birthday, and if I am not mistaken, I think I was crying. If I wasn’t, I felt like it. I was having an early midlife crisis, or as my brother called it, “A Life Crisis.” Nothing was going right. Things at my job were going downhill; as a matter of fact, two months after my twenty second birthday, I lost that job. It was a hurt to my confidence because I was able to hold that job down for three years. On top of that the guy I was into at that time decided that he wanted to stop whatever it was we had going on. I realized that the people I chose to associate with at that time were not my real friends. My car situation was not ideal; I was still sharing with my mom because the one that belonged to me was stolen. And I was still living with mom and dad.