This move is the biggest, most complicated, most difficult thing I’ve ever done. I feel a bone-deep desperation to finally build a life of my own, to finally - for the first time in my life - try to be an independent woman, and I’m afraid that I’m going to fail. This move feels like a last chance for me. This year is the tenth anniversary of my
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Have you determined a career path to follow?
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I've lived in dodgy parts of town before, lived on peanut butter and scraped up pennies for bus fare. I know how to do that, I know how it feels to live day-by-day. I've never moved to a place that had friends waiting for me, though, and I'm hoping the simple knowledge that I'm wanted will make a difference, and hoping that I can live up to that, too.
Thank you for reading. Knowing I wasn't just writing to myself is another thing that makes a difference, too. *hugs*
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And friends. Damn. I didn't realize how important they were until I moved away from them. Having family nearby is good too, but it's not the same. That's why I want to get back to DC, where all my close friends are.
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