I am 19 years old and I feel quite bored with this life. I have traveled further than any of my peers back on the island of Haiti. I have come from Haiti to the USA and settled in Boston. I have made it through high school and even survived freshman year of college. I made new friends. I embraced new ideas. I met interesting young ladies and good people and for the most part a good time was had by all. I had enlightening experiences. I volunteered my time to help people stricken with HIV. I helped people and saw men and women in a whole new light. I developed my skills as a writer and I am recently published. My family is proud of me and I am proud of them.
My father Francois is in good health and he and my mom Elsie are still together after 20 years of marriage and 2 kids.
Their business is doing ok. My diabetic little sister Anne is in good health (thank God !). I am living in Boston with my aunt Gabrielle, her husband Louie and their kids Cassie and Shelby. They are good people. I have found good friends in Karl and Evans. I go to a decent house of worship (7th day adventist).
This is my life and I have a lot to be thankful for.
But sometimes I begin to despair........over finding a love of my own. A woman who will love me for who I am and accept me and in return i will love her and be with her and make our lives great and never stray from the good path if I can help it. I sometimes dream of raising children and being happy. Sometimes I feel envy for married men and women i see with their children. But when I see the bitterness of divorce ripping through people's lives, I feel fear and wonder if there is still love in the world.
I just want someone for ME. A love of my own.
That is my fondest desire and I have never had it. I dont
know why. I am tall and black and a good-looking fella. I have dated girls. My life is okay.
So why can't my fondest desire come true ? Why can't I find a love of my own ? So much treachery and deceit out there, I sometimes feel fear of my fellow human beings.
Ever feel like I do ?