I Love You

Sock's blog has been discovered by her parents, and in turn mine has too. So since I know that my beloved aunt and uncle might possibly read this post, this is what I want to tell them; I love you both up to the moon and back. You are my second set of parents and I love and respect you both so much. I know that you most likely will not agree with me but let me just say this. The content of Sock's blog is her thoughts and feelings. She was not making any of this up. If you are offended by what she wrote, you have a right to. When things are said about us without our knowledge, it is a natural reaction the become angry at those who said them. You may think Socks should have just told you how she felt. Maybe she couldn't. Maybe she can't. Maybe she just doesn't know how. Whatever the case, you cant blame her for feeling the way she does. Don't take this wrong at all. I am only trying to be objective. You know this is hard for me because I love you both, and Sock's is my other half. Maybe this timing is good. Maybe it's not. All I want you to know that I love you all.

Forever yours,

Eva

Bittersweet Ending

Today is my 18th birthday. I'm happy it has finally come, yet I mourn the cruel fact that my childhood is finally over. I still act like a child, and will always, but now I can never say; "Don't be mean to me! I'm just a kid!" Now that I'm an adult I have to take on all the things life 'thinks' adults can handle. My adulthood has come at last. And it is with mixed emotions that I say goodbye to my childhood, forever.

Desparing

I’m back at college and I remember why I hate it so much. Teachers who don’t teach their subject and ramble on about what they believe instead. Friends who complain endlessly about their problems. Me, who as hard as I try, cannot be optimistic about my future. Optimism. Where on earth does it come from? I can't even fathom. The future is a winding path that maliciously gives us a false picture of where it’s going to lead us. I am cognizant of the surprises now. I guess. At times I wish my life could be unfolded like a map, so that I could see where I’m going. Instead I follow that winding path to every dark and unusual place it leads me. I know, I know. You’re thinking, “What a downer! Has she no bright outlook on life?” About this point in my life, you would be correct. I am a downer, and I can’t get out of it. I want to be happy and full of sunshine, but my sun has dimmed and the energy has stopped sustaining me. I guess I’ve followed the path in to a dark part of the woods. One where the canopy of leaves is so thick, hardly any sun can get through. I will keep on following this path and hope that it leads me to a sunny meadow. For now, I’m walking, lost in the dark.