Y'know. I've heard it said that if you aren't happy. Moving won't fix it. The feeling goes deeper. But looking at myself. I say what I kinda always pondered. Sometimes it's someone else bringing you down.
Moving to an apartment and out of my mum's place was really the best thing I've ever done for myself. I still get stressed and depressed, and yet...
I dunno. I still have a lot that follows me and always will. Health, even psychological. But I'm content.
Now to just work towards moving totally away and having just one job so I'm not working almost 70 hours the average week. One step at a tiiime.
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