Seriously.

I’m Christian, and really the only reason I haven’t become an Aetheist is because of EYC. The youth program.

Imagine tons of 7th-12th graders running around, drinking coffee (at 6 pm), Joking around, and tackling pillows stacked on beanbags for no reason in particular. You’d think that it wouldn’t be much fun in the first place, talking about God, but somehow EYC makes it fun.

But in order to go to EYC I have to do my bro’s laundry and mine.

I have to wash four loads of laundry, fold them, put them away, go to school, get all my Homework done, VACCUM THE DOWNSTAIRS, all in less than 2 days (like 1.5 days), in order to go to EYC the next week.

So my parents go walking into my room yesterday and see a bunch of clothes in my closet, so naturally they assume that those are the unfolded, not-put-away clothes of mine. Right?

Wrong. They’re dirty clothes that I throw in my closet so I don’t step all over them.

But my Dad’s all like ‘You can’t go to EYC next week’ and I’m afraid I will fall dead on the floor because of blood loss, I’m that angry. Without EYC, that becomes a regualar issue for us. Before EYC, I needed anger management because of my little brother (God almighty he’s an idiot), because of school, and because I was so unused to changes. Mom dies, I get angry (I was 7, I’m over that. Kind of.). Dad remarries, I’m meh. Hoping we can bond. But then we have to move away from Georgia to Alabama, leaving all of my friends behind and my mother’s grave and making it a longer commute to Mimi’s house. All so Dad can get a better education (Master’s in community planning). Because he’s in the army, he goes away to Qatar for 9 months and me, Charlie, and Mary are stuck in the house.

I really need either A.) Anger management or B.) EYC. Does Dad really want to pay for something that was pretty ineffective when the other, effective thing was free? Seriously. The fact that I needed Anger management in the first place made me angry, sooooooo it’s like we’re throwing money away. Then EYC comes along and it works so much better than the classes, and it’s free.

But the parental Unit comes along and makes a stupid rule. So now I’m angry again, and the hole thing will spiral from here. Because of EYC, I found out why I was so angry all the time. My stressors were my little brother, my parents, who were afraid of everything that came my way because of... You know what, I’ll talk about that later. Going to EYC let me escape from them, think about my week, and slowly my anger dissolved. But it wasn’t completely gone!

Thank to everyone.