but I feel no closer to adulthood than I was then. I remember feeling more subdued, bored, and distant than happy and exuberant like my peers. I felt detached from those people in ways that only accelerated with time.
Two post-secondary institutes and 80% of a degree later and I am more wary than ever about my destiny. I have less than 6 months to get my shit together before I graduate with my Bachelors’. The only certainty that I have is that for the next five years or less is that I’ll have to pay them for an incomplete education.
I see through the power of Facebook that I have not sustained an unsurvivable blow and have not fallen under circumstances that are completely life-destroying. I grow more confident in my entrepreneurial abilities to sustain myself through a myriad of skills and pure gumption, because it’s really all that I have left to stand on. My drive for self-education, persistence to get my hands dirty and absorption of handy skills will save me from sheer destruction.