The 39 year old child

I hate it that my future or my happiness is being determined by the green buck. I long for the past when I worked because I liked to and not because I needed to. The difficulty is the fact that I am inflicting pain on my parents. It saddens me that much that I begin to think am I really that stupid to give all this up. 

But in my heart I know that what I am doing is right. And that is all that matters right now.