I am trying
hard not be helpless anymore.
Okay, we all
know that I’m not really helpless. I’m very independent, I hate asking for help
and I’m strong willed. I would rather learn how to do something than ask other
people to do it for me. Dry walling, for example. But there are times when I feel really helpless.
Have you ever
had one of those days when everything goes wrong and you just want to curl up,
cry and call your mom? There are days when I just want someone else to fix my
problems for me so that I don’t have to. I just don’t want to be dealing with
it. Grad school, for example, was the worst time of my life. I spent pretty
much every day feeling like I was lost in a sea of mediocrity and pleasing
others.
But I refuse
to be helpless anymore. I’ve got my teaching certificate, I have my job and my
novel. I’m not helpless anymore.
Take that,
grad school hell.
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