Sometimes, I wonder what’s going on with my life financially. I ask myself a lot of questions about the world and my place in it. Will I ever become a multimillionaire success? I believe that I must have plenty of money because money brings new opportunities. It opens the doors I had always believe were closed. I have a dream, and every day is a battle to follow that dream until I become rich.
Everyone probably has the similar goals, but most people end up giving up because they feel like they are getting know where. I know how they feel because I myself have struggled with following my dream. Because of the my bipolar disorder, I experience many episodes of hopelessness. There are three main things that let me down whenever I ruminate about my life experiences. First, I was not able to finish high school. Second, I do not have a job, and I have been rejected by all the employers, including a community service job. Third, I do not have a driver’s licence and I don’t know how to drive a car.
When I was in the ninth grade, I developed anxiety and a few paranoia issues. I ended up leaving because I couldn’t handle the stress from school. I told everyone that I had neck spasms because at the time, that’s what I was feeling. By the time I got the eleventh grade, I only had about 11.5 credits. In my high school, you needed about 26.5 to graduate. Being as it may, that was not the reason for my mysterious departure. I left school because I was having sleep issues and because I was hallucinating. How do you explain that story to everyone that knows you? I was sixteen. I found it difficult to figure out what clothes to buy. Eventually I ended up going back to high school at seventeen. But I was even more stressed than I was the year I left. I was a teenager; my mind was still developing. To make matters worse, I was also overweight and on medication for bipolar disorder. Yes, it does haunt me. I have had bad dreams where I was graduating with everyone in 2014, but then, right when I’m about to receive my diploma, I get dragged into a black hole. Once you drop out of high school, a lot of things in your life change. I became a delinquent. People thought differently of me. I was forced to live in the shadow of my smarter self, a self that I could not find as easily anymore.
Currently, I don’t have a job. I was about to work at Best Western a year ago when I was eighteen, but I couldn’t go back on account of my sleep issues. Without any sleep, it would be hard to stay focused while working. Nowadays I guess I gave up on submitting applications for a part-time job. I live in a small town on the other side of Portland, Oregon. Not much happens in Hood River. I still like it here though because I was born in Hood River, Oregon. I’m going to try harder to get a job and even if I don’t get a job, at least I tried. There are some people like myself that don’t even make an attempt.
Now here comes the best part: I do not have a driver’s licence and I don’t know how to drive a car. My dad is overprotective. He believes that restraining me from driving will postpone any accidents. I disagree. Why? Because I’m nineteen years old. Driving is a privilege I want to earn not abuse. To me, driving brings freedom. And yet, I can’t help but acknowledge my father’s way of thinking. It does feel like torture. It can be seen as embarrassing. On the bright side, there are plenty of other kids and teens just like me. They also are not allowed to drive. I guess this is my father’s way of displaying his kindness and concern for my brothers and I. If you’re going to a hard time in your life, realize that I am also. I am at the peak of my teenage years. I am supposed to be having lots of fun and excitement. I always wanted to go to concerts or festivals. Today, I don’t really call or text anyone to “hang out” with. The only ones I hang out with are my brothers and family, and they are starting to find me annoying. I also don’t have a girlfriend, but I don’t want one. Building a business and starting a corporation
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