So I made it. I am here, right now, sitting in my new home watching TV and playing video games on my day off. It is nice. This is the first time in my life that I have ever really been on my own. I mean when I was living in my car for a few months I was alone but I didn't really have a home. I used to wake up with the feeling of dread brewing nothing but horrible concoctions inside me.
Everything in the past year really has been leading up to his point and this event. The act of moving on and growing. Being the person I had always wanted to be and keep driving myself to make sure that I get there.
School starts soon enough and I am a little giddy after summer vacation. I feel like a kid again. I know the night before I will set out my outfit and shoes and make sure that I look the best possible for the first day of class as if that matters to anyone else but me. I like this. I like the feeling of being an adult and finally making my own choices that will reflect just upon me and the things that I am going to have to live with from now on.
This new home represents more to me than people will really ever understand. I got this place all by myself and I will be paying for it all out of pocket. I want this to work so badly that I refuse to let anyone or anything ruin it.
I want to wear smiles to bed and wake up happy. I want to know that things will be alright. For the first time in a LONG time I do feel like things are going my way. Things will finally start to get better and I can move on. I can move past my torturous nature and find something new and better to focus on.
Well, soon I will have to have everyone over to love and break in my new home.
Everything in the past year really has been leading up to his point and this event. The act of moving on and growing. Being the person I had always wanted to be and keep driving myself to make sure that I get there.
School starts soon enough and I am a little giddy after summer vacation. I feel like a kid again. I know the night before I will set out my outfit and shoes and make sure that I look the best possible for the first day of class as if that matters to anyone else but me. I like this. I like the feeling of being an adult and finally making my own choices that will reflect just upon me and the things that I am going to have to live with from now on.
This new home represents more to me than people will really ever understand. I got this place all by myself and I will be paying for it all out of pocket. I want this to work so badly that I refuse to let anyone or anything ruin it.
I want to wear smiles to bed and wake up happy. I want to know that things will be alright. For the first time in a LONG time I do feel like things are going my way. Things will finally start to get better and I can move on. I can move past my torturous nature and find something new and better to focus on.
Well, soon I will have to have everyone over to love and break in my new home.