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Why is it that as soon as I'm reaching some level of comfort with my life, it's being threatened to be torn out of my hands. I'm finally starting to feel my place, and get comfortable with it.
The smaller example- I get a lead in the play, I start getting considered for leadership roles in choir, and NOW my mother decides we have to move.
The larger example- I'm in an amazing relationship. I can be myself, and in fact have to be myself, because she loves me, the one I didn't have to hide from her in the first place. I can kiss her, and I can talk to her. That's a big deal. My mom knows about Lynnsey. Hell, my dad and stepmom know too. Now, Lynz has to keep it a secret. I worry that if something goes wrong this will get taken away from me. Her parents knowing could go either way, make things easier, or makes things incredibly worse.
Ahh, dress ordering time.
More later if I have time.