I graduated high school today.
11 year old me didn't think I would be alive to start high school.
13 year old me didn't think I would see my 15th birthday.
Then suddenly I was I was walking across the stage finishing middle school.
And then I was in highschool.
So much of it is a burl and before I realized it I was 16, an age I never even dreamed of hitting.
I was hitting mile stones I didn't think I would ever be alive for.
It never hit that I was living past what was planned until I turned 18, and suddenly I was at a major milestone I had never really planned for.
Three weeks ago I didn't think I was going to graduate high school.
No one really did.
Yet by some divine miracle (my teacher actually) I managed it.
Now I have no idea what to do.
Im dealing with health issues I had never heard of when I had planned out my "if I actually live" plan.
Health issues that make it impossible for me to carry out that plan.
My actual graduation is in four days, but I am not going.
My anxiety was bad enough just getting my deploma today.
I have no idea what to do next.
I had never actually believed Id make it this long so I never actually had any plans.
I have no idea what I'm supposed to do now.
Somehow I'm more lost now than I ever have been.
YOU ARE READING
The Midnight Rantings Of Someone Lost
PoetrySome of these will be short stories, others letters to both real and fictional people, and really whatever else I see fit to add Also, I put this under poetry bc it was that or random And i'll be changing the cover in the near future
