I don’t understand why life has to be this hard. Why do some people get the easy life and others have to struggle to make ends meet? It hardly seems fair. Then of course someone would add the “life isn’t fair” mantra into this conversation. Still that doesn’t justify it at all.

I wasn’t perfect in high school but I did a lot. Yet despite my good grades and involvement, I was stuck with the choice of going to the commuter college. I didn’t get to go off on an adventure. I didn’t get to travel. And I had as many restrictions with my life as one could possibly imagine. I don’t get it.

I didn’t do drugs. I didn’t sleep around. But I still was treated as though I was a five year old or some rebellious teenager. All I wanted was to explore. To see. To live. To be given a chance.

I just don’t see who chooses who gets to live the exciting life and who has to stay at home in the small town. I just don’t.