and so this will be the 7th time i move within the last year. i get settled and then everything changes. my anxiety calms...and then everything is flipped around and i can't breathe anymore. this will be better though. i'm going to live with my dad again. in the building he owns. he's building me my own little apartment. i'll have a couch, art room, and bedroom and share his kitchen. this will be amazing actually. i can't deal with my mother anyway. this is good. this is better.
i will be just fine.
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