Death.

It happens.
Everyone dies.
We all know this.
We all expect this.
But it is not fun for those left behind.

It never gets easier.
For me, it's getting worse.
Dad died in August...
And now I cry at the drop of a hat.
I was ok before.
And now it's harder.

Thinking about all the things he will miss.
My wedding.
My nephew growing up.
My first child.

Death fucking sucks.

But if you're still here.
Than keep on living.
It's the only thing you can do.
Live the fuck out of your life.

Quarter Life Crisis

Yep. Pretty that's what I'm going though right now.
I'm 26. I work over 40 hours a week for just over $10 an hour. I make just enough money to cover my gas and monthly bills, with about $3 left over. I'm getting married next year and I would love to move into our own place. Right now we are staying at his parents house. But I can't afford it and he works construction, so some weeks he doesn't have work. I'm buying my car. That's about all I have to show for all the work I do.
Doesn't that just suck? I have no idea what I would like to do with my life. I didn't finish college because it got too expensive and now I have student loans I can't pay for.
I'm stuck. In a rut. With no way out.
I need to figure out what my ladder is so I climb out of this successful.