I ma 31 now. I am a father of 2 for more than a year now. I'm husband for 11 years; and an adult for 1 month.
I am holding down a serious job. Not the job I thought I would have growing up. I have medical for myself and my family. I am making a good living. I am having fun and the stress and anxiety I deal with is becoming more and more bearable. It's funny sitting here like this. All these thing I'm doing and they way it's happening I thought would never happen. Yeah sure I'm not trotting the globe with my production crew capturing the odd and manipulating the mind, but I'm a father. I love being a father.
I came across a shooting star not too long ago and found myself not wishing for anything at all. I flipped the coin and wished for the next persons wish to come true. I saw a shooting star and smiled. For the first time in my life I don't feel trapped by anxiety. I used to be so fearful of what may fall apart and how in the hell could I ever handle losing everything?
Almost 2 years ago I was on the brink of being evicted with a newborn son and a 3 yr old daughter. I lost my job the week my son was due (even though my boss knew about it from the beginning and he was also so interested in how my wife and I were doing). For some reason though, I was calm. I'm not sure how I managed to stay so cool. I put my resume out there, found a new job with absolutely no relation to what I was formerly holding. I've now held that job for 1 1/2 yrs now. I'm a supervisor, I've gained 2 raises, and now we're looking at buying a house next year. A FUCKIN HOUSE! Not only that, but by the end of this year the only debt we will have will be our student loans (before buying a house that is).
I used to wonder how long it would take before I became an adult. I also never wanted to be. But here I am, an adult, HAPPY