Today was a day of mixed emotions. Most of them depressing. Just some disappointments, and now I’m staying the night at Mom’s while her and Ty are gone for their anniversary.
Being home again is strange. I mean, when I’m back here, I feel like I’m a little kid again. But at the same time, I’m in charge of my little brothers, which makes me feel like an adult. It crossed my mind tonight that this is what it would have been like had Mom and Ty been killed in Honduras. I’d be raising my little brothers, and I wouldn’t be able to handle that at all (in reality, if they had died and I got the boys, I would have immediately married the girl I was dating, who would have been Julie).
Anyway, I feel pretty depressed. I just need sleep, and I’m sure I’ll look back on the entry tomorrow and think “Man was I depressed”, but until then, I’m depressed.