Is This Relatable or is it Just Me? IV

2018 fades to 2019

I hold myself to high standards, and I have to admit that I am ashamed in what little I've accomplished this year, even though so much of what I haven't been able to accomplish has so far been outside of my control.

I didn't get to start college. I didn't pass my driving test. I didn't get a job (not that I can get one anyway since I'm still my youngest brother's unofficial nanny).

I won't be able to do most of the things I want to do until later on in 2019. I know there's a reason for the wait, but it doesn't make any less painful or hard.

I'm eighteen. Technically an adult. I should be able to go places and do things, but I can't.

I'm stuck. I freaking hate it, especially since I'm watching so many people I know take off in flight, but my own wings are clipped.

But there is reassurance in the fact that I am not stuck in 2018.

I am not stuck in this forever.

May 2019 be the year we all get unstuck from whatever we're stuck in, no matter what it is.

Happy New Year.