chela220

My family hasn’t exactly accepted the person who I have grown up to be. I can’t imagine what more I can do for them. I moved out at 17, went to college (and paid for all of it), have my own apartment, have kept a long lasting relationship, got a 3.7 for my first year at college, was accepted into Phi Theta Kappa Honor Society, work full time, and did all that while I was in and out of hospitals all year for numerous surgeries and infections in/on my knee.

They have had issues with Gabe since we started dating, most of which were assumptions…not facts. They have chosen to not be happy for me or the life I am living. I just hope that some day they will be, because I am done trying to impress them and hopefully one day they will stop wishing I was someone else.

Because I have moved around, sometimes it is hard to talk to my best friends as much as I would like. I hope they all know that I still love them and miss them like crazy. I hope that I continue to stay close with each and every one of them, because they mean the world to me.

After all my knee surgeries this year, I hope that my knee will be better eventually. I’ve lived with a fucked up knee for the past 7 years, and this year has been the worst of it. Even though the doctors fucked it up so many times with surgeries that were suppose to HELP me…I think this last one finally did the trick. We can all hope, right?