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I'm sweating here at the computer completely freaking out about tomorrow. For that is the day I leave Oklahoma City for good (fingers crossed.) My child is sleeping 4 feet away from me. I'm so terrified to take her away from secure craziness to "I-don't-know-what's-going-to-happen-craziness." See, here I know I will slowly rot my brain and my body on a diet of Montel and Doritos. I will long to murder certain members of my family, and will develop a peptic ulcer. But Chicago's a total wildcard for me, and I have never really been the one to take risks before. But when I look at my innocent, trusting child I know I cannot raise her here. Almost every aspect of this city is now repellant to me. The need to raise my child as I see fit is the first thing that has changed the rut I have been in my entire life. We're going to do it, and we're going to be ok. Of course, if anyone wants to send us lots of money we wouldn't say no.