*sigh*

When he wanted to start at university I worried. When he wanted to audition for the music program I worried. When I knew we had to commute before and after work to get him there, I worried. I kept quiet and was supportive but I worried.

😢

If he hadn’t started there, he may not have gotten into the program because he has no place to practice. So I said if you think you can do it, go for it!

I hate being right. Hate hate hate it.

I’m so worried about him right now, I can’t stand it. I don’t know what to do or who to turn to.

I’m exhausted from trying to hold him up. I’d do it over and over again though. I’d walk through fire for him.

Now, he wants to do a different major. Music has been everything to him for years. Obsessed with it. But a teacher has him all flustered and done.
😕 😕🙁😔