“While we try to teach our children all about life, our children teach us what life is all about.”

Im sad to announce that my streak as a homeless couch hopper has ended. I have since returned back to my parents house where my every move is monitored and I am judged for practically every aspect of my being, thus reminding me why I chose to be homeless in the first place. The criticism began within five minutes of me walking in the front door. Ive come to accept that I will never be the perfect child that my parents desire nor will I ever fit in to their preferred mold. I like who I am. I like the direction that Im heading in. One day I hope they can look past the surface level judgements and see it to. 

Maybe one day.