{"id":156,"date":"2000-05-29T00:14:50","date_gmt":"2000-05-29T00:14:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ubuntu.my\/wp30\/archives\/2000\/05\/29\/156.html"},"modified":"2000-05-29T00:14:50","modified_gmt":"2000-05-29T00:14:50","slug":"156","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/archives\/2000\/05\/29\/156.html","title":{"rendered":""},"content":{"rendered":"<p>well, i graduated.. not sure how thrilled i am but i am done.. the family matters were the part that drove me insane.. i just don&#8217;t want to have to constantly be dealing, constantly be surrounded by stress and confusion, not knowing how to handle any of it. i just didn&#8217;t want to participate. but there i was, full on faking my enjoyment of the process that ensued, dealing with my family since it was not my graduation, but more my mother&#8217;s. i was quite humored (and depressed) by watching my mom and andy interact&#8230; mom said something about making it through &#8220;our&#8221; four years; andy corrected her by saying that i had made it and then mom repeated with &#8220;no, we did it.&#8221; it made me realize how much she viewed my life through her eyes and it made me depressed even more.. i mean, how much of why i am so stressed is because i am trying to live out a role that she has created for me?? why is this considered acceptable? it just made me so miserable, not at all comfortable with who i am and what is going on in my life.. why am i continously putting myself through such hell? what masochist in me lets me get away with that? why?? i just want to curl in bed and avoid, avoid everyone.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>well, i graduated.. not sure how thrilled i am but i am done.. the family matters were the part that drove me insane.. i just don&#8217;t want to have to constantly be dealing, constantly be surrounded by stress and confusion, not knowing how to handle any of it. i just didn&#8217;t want to participate. but [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_s2mail":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-156","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prosperity"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/156","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=156"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/156\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=156"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=156"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.zephoria.org\/thoughts\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=156"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}