I’ve moved 4 times since school has started, in September. It’s now only the end of November. It’s pretty sad considering it’s only been a couple of months. I can’t remember the last time I even bothered to take a breather and really think about how this could be affecting me. Actually, that’s a lie. I think about it all the time. Yet, I can’t seem to be any more stable. I guess I like change, but that wouldn’t be entirely true. I’m afraid, I guess I like running away as soon as I hit a speed bump, which has been happening a lot lately, which probably solves why I’ve moved so much. I guess I am preparing myself for when I move far away. I haven’t moved away from the town I’ve lived in for over 17 years, and I guess that’s a sign that maybe even if I move around a lot, I’m not ready to just simply let go.
I thank my family so much for trying to help me. But the help they offer isn’t the help I need. I want to be able to, you know, I don't even know myself.
Well, you know, I will be posting updates. See you soon.
- Southpaw Gypsy
"The most difficult thing in life, is to know yourself."
