I am not an It

This is a question I often sit back and ask myself. I know a lot of people do. It's a fairly standard life question. You get to a certain age and you realize your life isn't the way you imagined it would be. You don't have the dream job you planned for yourself. You don't have the dream husband or wife. You don't have the dream family. You don't have the dream bank account. You don't have the dream car. I work a fairly boring job. I sit at a desk all day and I talk to people about their insurance claims. The job itself is great and I love what I do and the company that I work for....but sometimes I feel that i'm just stuck in the same routine. My issue is that I wake up every morning between 5 and 6am. I make it to work at 8am. I work till 5pm. I leave work and get home around 6pm. I watch TV till about 11pm. I go to bed. Wash. Rinse. Repeat. I sometimes make my YouTube videos...but for the most part I'm stuck wondering what happened t...

If someone were to ask me that question, I think I have a good answer to that. I don't think people realize that I'm truly a trailer park kid from the hood. I lived in the same trailer for 17 years and lived in 3 different trailer parks. I don't look down on others for living in a trailer and I know that my dad truly did the best that he could to provide for my family. I would always like to tell myself that he bought the trailer because it was practical at first for my mother, and I truly thought that was the reason as a child...but as an adult I think back and I realize that my dad just really couldn't afford much of anything else. You see, the reason why it was practical for my mom had muscular dystrophy which confined her to a wheelchair my entire life. We bought the trailer with the mind set that it would be easier for her to move around and not have to worry about going up and down steps or whatever nonsense I told myself as a child. Anything to not have t...