Mar 31, 2010 20:08
Alright. It's official. I'm freaking out. I don't want to move back to Orange Park. I don't want to pack all of my stuff up and move back "home". I don't really feel like I have a home right now. I hate being in the house where I grew up because it's a painful reminder of fun memories. Marcie says it gets easier as time goes by, and I'm sure it does...but right now I'm freaking out. I also don't want to pack up all my stuff and leave. The other guys aren't leaving, so it just makes it all the more sad. I feel like I've failed, and maybe I have. What was my goal? Move here, get a job, start a new life. That has not happened, so I would honestly say that I've failed and now I have to go back and ask my family to help me pick up the pieces.