I mean, I was thinking about how I pissed off a couple of online friends who are more like distant family than anything else, and I felt how little I was upset.
But then I started thinking why, and I've figured that it's because of how I grew up.
I was one of those kids that grew up with food, water, soda, candy, y'know, what most every kid gets at that age.
Though, I never had my own room, I've only had one bike that was brand new, only my pants weren't hand me downs, along with some shirts, I was always in the house, never at parties or other people's houses.
I never had my own bed until now.
Now this might seem bad at all, at least in my mind, but one thing that sticks out to me was just how much of a loner I was. I had one or two friends throughout middle school, like, I dunno, maybe a couple of buddies, people I'd bug.
For some reason though, I've rationalized it to that I didn't really have anything.
Like at all.
Shit, I'm barely cleaning out a room for myself this semester.
And I'm sleeping on a military spec plus cot.
Perhaps that type of mind set is gonna prepare me a lot better for stuff in the military like SERE courses and Ranger School.
Live off nothing and destroy everything.
I could get used to that. Ha.
