For as long as I can remember since grade 11 started, I've just been growing so much more worries every single day about not just school anymore, but about life. I'm a very outgoing and involved person, but I still have so much worry about what I'm going to do with my life, am I going to find love someday and get married, will that supposed marriage last and will love take away my problems of loneliness of being the single child in the house, what life will be like as a true adult and by the time I age and get closer to death, etc etc.
The future is exciting. It really is. But it's also so scary too. Like what if I don't live up to a typical high school experience of partying and stuff because I'm naturally not that type of person whose "popular" and gets a lot of attention. I try hard, but doesn't really work like the others. And schoolwork too has been stressful but I don't know what I should be caring about more: my grades now and spending majority of my time studying or figuring out my life together and being mentally strong for the rest of my life
Every morning theres at least 6 of these guys crossing the walkway. My foster dad stomps on them when he sees them so every morning I get up before him to move them under a plant instead but are they bad for plants?