So. My house is almost done. As in, they're waiting to put in the new door until I finish getting all of my shit there so I don't bang it up.
And I don't want to go.
I can see myself there, happy, enjoying life, just me and my little dude, making memories and shit, but I just. don't. wanna.
I'm scared.
I'm scared of the inevitable silence that can't be filled by the TV. I'm scared my phone will never ring. I'm scared that I'll lose myself again.
I'm just scared.
And I don't know what to do about it.
No doubt moving in is terrifying. How far are you from your parents? Do you have neighbors that are close and normal? If you don't know them, you should make a game out of getting to know them. And by that I mean do some batshit crazy stuff so they assume (correctly) that you're insane.
ReplyDeleteRemedy with a trip to KC to go to TJ's to get the cheap wine to go with your ramen. WIN.
Be brave. <3
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