A New Journey - Original WritingA journey begins with a step, a voice, a vision or a loved one. My journey initially began with a cry, not knowing what the future held for me, but in the end, I found myself at a destination I had not visualized. A destination that was not meant to be. An ending that became a new beginning. “Please don’t do this to me, Mom.” I said with a trembling voice. Already annoyed, my mother said, "I just can't afford it, okay?" » “But what about my future? If I don't go to college, I won't even have one. "You know something? You're selfish. All you care about is yourself. Have you ever thought about my position? I don't have a job. I don't have a stable income. And you know what your dad does about it? Nothing. Don't talk to me about it now. You're the selfish one! Now all you can think about is Gary. I am your daughter! I came first!" I'm supposed to be number one!" I screamed. My vision began to blur as a film of tears covered my eyeballs. "Why are you doing this to me, Mom? Every time you come home, all you do is talk to Gary. You know I'm alone. You know I don't have any friends. And now I've lost you. "I might as well be dead." I grumbled. "You're so stubborn! Go ahead. Go hang yourself." She ended the conversation with such hurtful words. With uncontrollable tears streaming from my eyes, I ran to my room and slammed the door violently. I took out my journal and wrote down everything that had just happened. As I did so, I thought of my father; I hate him. It's his fault that all this happened. It was his cruel action that caused this disorder. How come he had the heart to do