tumultus

I am twenty two years old.

I have never been diagnosed with an illness.

My parents were never abusive, and I grew up in a loving home.

But my life always felt insufficient.

I have always seen myself as happy and optimistic, but everything came spiraling down in the past couple of years. More specifically, after I graduated. Nursing was never in my veins, and so I talked to my parents about seeking a career in a different field. My father, who wanted me to be in that white uniform, was heavily dismayed by my decisions. It ripped our relationship apart. I ran away from home, after he cursed […]