What am I waiting for?

That is a very valid question. I feel like I have been waiting since conception, since before I even knew my parents. They were probably waiting as well, for what I can only imagine. For bills to get better, for life to get better, for each other to get better, and waiting never got them anywhere. So, again, what am I waiting for? I will never feel like getting out the door and walking around my complex or going to the front gym. I will never feel like finding something to cook myself or a nice outfit to wear. I wasn’t taught those things by my parents; I was taught to wait for it, or even worse, not go after my dreams because I don’t deserve them. Well, I do deserve them, and I am done waiting! New life, new choices, and I choose NOW.