Obstacles.

The hardest thing to do is to have a set goal then have someone place an unmovable [is that even a word?] in front of you. Goals are often very long term and when you have that obstacle set in front of you for a really long time... eventually you want to give up. But aren't obstacles supposed to just make you stronger? What if that obstacle is just riding your back, pulling you deeper into the quicksand so that finally, you can't bear to move forward any longer... and giving up is no longer and option but a requirement? That's the worst kind of obstacle... that obstacle is called a parent.

It's funny because you would think a parent would support a child into whatever it is they want to pursue. For the most part, most of them do. But then there are the others... the one's who eat and scratch away at their child's inards to have them fufill the dream that they never could. Most want to see their legacy lived through their child and most children don't want that or have the guts to say anything about it. The result? A very angry and rebellious teenager with access to a blog. Oh gee, the opportunities today.