Mexican probleams faced through bloggin

 Yeah, alright, let me just get a job, let me be hard working like you, let me be everything you wanted me to be. It's so easy to get a job nowadays, it's so easy to figure out how to find a way to pay for further education.
it's so easy, yet, I'm failing you once again. I've failed you since i was born it seems, you never said "good job" or " it's ok" , but you expect me to think of you as a father. It's hard. You barely behave like one, I'm sure you care, but it's almost heartbreaking to see you treat some guy as if he was the son you never got(who you aren't even related to) By the way, you claimed that the food i cooked was paid for by you, yet, it was my friend who brought the ingredients to make the food, which was a simple as melted cheese on a tortilla.


I need to blow off this anger somehow...and coming back here might be a way to do it.