I do not know how to start! I was always told to start journaling but what can I say? My life is not what I planned for it to be. I have no idea what I am doing. For the first time in a long time I just have no clue where I stand. I know what I want and where I want to be. But at 25 where do I start. I feel so out of click with everyone and everything…to mature for people my age and to young for anyone older. My love life is dry. But maybe to put everything into prospetive I should start from what I can remember…
My family… Sadly nothing new but still tragic. My mom was easy to say it nicely. After 6 kids with multiple different dads, all I could hope is to learn to keep my legs closed. Dads out of the picture of course. Stepdad was fine, I guess. My 2 younger sisters are his and I always felt off. Understandable, when your partner comes with baggage. I never really noticed, eventhough I thought that I had an average childhood now I reflect back and realize how much of a Cinderella I really was. I survived! I guess but its difficult to meassure the affects. So far this Cinderella has yet to get her happy ending. The more I try to move on the more I feel as if I was fucked from the begining. So, Where is my fairy god mother? Because this Cinderella just wants it to be midnight.
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