My life isn’t anything like I thought it would be. I’m at a dead-end job, living with my parents at almost 25, with no direction, sparse income, no friends, no girlfriend, and nothing to live for. I have no hope for my future. I wish everything in my life had gone differently. I wish I had done everything differently. I wish I had made someone, even myself, proud of me. But I haven’t. I haven’t pursued what I wanted for fear of my mom’s disappointment. And I haven’t done what other people have said I should for fear of losing myself. I just wish I could hit a reset button and start over.
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