I loved to dream about becoming an adult. At the time, being a minor wasn't so fun at all. I had a raging crush on older men, I enjoyed going to raves, and spending large sums of money on hotels with my best friend Ari. Although my 20s isn't particularly over just yet, I still reminisce about everything I dreamed about. Making music was on the top of my list. It was interacting with artistic people, in hopes of a possible collaboration. At the time, creating timeless pictures would fill up the time before me and my best friend turned twenty-one.
how did schizophrenia affect your relationships?
Honestly speaking; it didn't. Or maybe I just don't like to admit it. As we grow up, our responsibilities change. Life starts to remind us that our parents aren't getting any younger, our family needs some extra support, and people's true colors start to show.
I remember when my best friend visited me for the first time at a rehab housing site. I was highly addicted to nicotine at the time, unaware that there was more to life than just relying on temporary fulfillment.
I will ALWAYS appreciate the laughter, joy, and vibe that my best friend carries. It is no joke that her vibrant energy is hard to forget.
I will always remember the days when life was pretty simple.
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