growing up involuntarily
I think most of my problems is downstream the fact that I grew up involuntarily. That’s why I don’t rest that’s why I don’t know how to rest that’s why I have never rested. Every step of the way I’m reminded about the days I went hungry in uni, and had to pool money together with my roommate to afford food. You see I didn’t grow up of my own volition. Left to me I would have wanted more time to do whatever 17 year olds or 18 year olds usually did but instead I had to start thinking about how to make money even then. I was looking for jobs, trying to hustle so I could afford food, wearing clothes I knew were I’ll fitting because I couldn’t afford anything else, I think that was the genesis of my apathy towards clothes too. I mean when you have had to not give a fuxk about what you were wearing you tend to continue with that apathy even when you can. I pray none of my moots have to grow up involuntary. It’s no fun at all