Korean Kitty

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Rebirth

So, no longer in Korea, but thinking about starting up the blog again. Not that I ever blogged much to begin with, or that anybody reads this...

I'm currently down in North Carolina living with a friend and her aunts. I don't have a job yet, but hopefully that will change soon. I feel a little disappointed that my college degree hasn't come in nearly handy enough. I have $17,000 in loans (and probably not even half of my college career was loan-funded) and some jobs only want to pay $13.00 hourly...or less! And yes, I realize many people are surviving on minimum wage and what not, but a lot of those people didn't spend so much money trying to further their education. In summary, I'm bitter.

So I'm trying to start over, once again. Well not really start over, just do something new. After living in Korea, traveling the world, and then being back in Wausau again, I was ready for a change. Unfortunately, lately things just haven't been going my way. In the beginning of July, my dad had a stroke. I haven't really talked to anyone about it, but it was a very serious stroke. I returned home to Wausau to try and help my brother take care of the business. Dad was in the hospital for a month and is still not cleared to be back at the office. Mom is unemployed. I was fortunate to be in a position to go back and help, but some of my family still resents me for ever having left in the first place. It's hard to do things when you aren't supported by the people that mean the most to you, but I guess everyone learns how to survive somehow. After spending about 7 weeks in Wausau taking care of the business, I felt ready to return to North Carolina, and I felt that my dad was doing well enough that I could and I knew for sure that my 21 year old brother could handle things. (Yes Andy- I do realize that you can handle what's going on. I feel you shouldn't have to, but there isn't anything either of us can do about that). Unfortunately, not all of my family members agreed with me, but Mom and Dad did, so I left. It was hard and still sometimes I feel like I made the wrong choice, but I did what I did. "Forget regret or life is yours to miss" eh?

Sadly enough, that's not even all of the drama that's going on, but I'm going to leave it at that for the time being. I'm only willing to acknowledge a certain amount of emotions at a time, yet another survival mechanism.