Being young and working in Manhattan is making me finally realize the harshness of the economy and world and stuff. Yeah so I'm still in high school and my parents pay for my existence, but lately I've been trying to buy things I want, but don't actually need, causing my babysitting fund to be sucked dry. Things are really expensive. I know how much things cost and what not, but lately I've been asking myself why everything suddenly feel so pricey. Probably because
I'm trying to pay for it myself. I'm very lucky that I've gone this long without feeling totally powerless when it comes to my expenses. At the same time, I hate that it's taken me this long to think about this. I'm a lucky girl in the sense that I was born into the kind of world my parents created for me - I have my own (fairly large) room, my drawers are in a constant state of rotation from buying new clothes, winter break is usually spent in Europe and I've gone to private school my whole life. But lately I don't know whether I resent my upbringing or should just embrace it. Obviously I appreciate everything my parents have given me and the incredible life I've had, but at the same time knowing that there are people out there who work for what they have makes me feel useless. I see girls just spend and spend and spend using their parents' credit cards and I just can't imagine doing that. My parents pay for my $10 lunches (thanks NYC), but I can't bring myself to just take more and more from them. Can I even do that?
My existence now seems less legitimate when I consider the fact that I've really done
nothing for myself, it's basically just there for me. And that's sad isn't it? I mean, growing up with parents who care about having cultured children that see the amazing parts of living is something I would never give up. My parents have really provided me with anything a teenage girl could want. But I don't want to depend on them forever.
I want a real life. I want to be real. I don't quite know what that means - right now it means buying concert tickets and clothes I don't need and that's pathetic - but I just feel stupid existing right now. I told my mom recently that I wish she had sent me to a 'normal' school so that I could have had a more steady job in high school. Because of my crazy stupid hours in school and hectic study schedule, I never figured out what made me feel useful. Now, going to work and finding office jobs (some that pay, and some that don't) makes me feel so good inside. I'm not helping the world or anything big, but a productive day in an office gives me this odd feeling of satisfaction, like I'm actually capable of doing something other than passively absorbing life. So I don't buy my food or the majority of anything I 'own,' but I guess I want to resemble a real human being and less of a spoiled brat.