Where do I go from here? No dad, no brother. I have my mother but how useful is she really? I find myself night after night wondering what the hell am I supposed to do? Everyday I look forward to either sleeping or coming home and watching television. The only similarity between the two is that both help me escape reality. I have 50 things running through my mind. My purse was stolen, and now… I got into my college but to pay for it… I think I really like him but… I miss my dad. So many things going on when they shouldn’t be. Not like senior year is bad enough but now, I have to deal with loosing a home, a father, a brother and to top it all off my purse is gone. I wish they never moved away. Even better I still don’t feel like I have found a place to belong. I have such insecurities, I think all my friends secretly hate me. Oh, and don’t forget my weight issues. Why does it feel like I’m the only person who has to deal with this many things? Can anyone help me?