Follow this story of a teenager and their struggle to find their self in the mess of life.

Dear Reader,
I have been thinking lately( that never really goes well for me), about what I want to do after highschool. I think I want to go to college. I think I want to major in education, mathematics specifically, or nursing. Or both. I don’t really care cause my plan for after college is to live a good life and then off myself when I turn 35. Why 35? I don’t know I apparently don’t want to live after that. Unless I find a significant other, then I might consider staying a while longer.
The funny thing is that I had almost this exact conversation with a girl in my class. Turns out my thoughts aren’t as weird as I thought they were, and now she knows more about me than any of my actual friends, which isn’t as weird as it seems, I have more in common with a person I barely know than my actual friends. I think that’s probably got something to do with the fact that I find it easier to talk to people when I don’t know them very well.

Sincerely yours,
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