I think thats what growing up is like... outgrowing places, people, and old versions of yourself. I'll always have love for this chapter of my life but im ready to see whats next for me! Home was never these four walls, but who I became inside of them.
its so bittersweet to me that im moving. i literally became a whole new version of myself while living here. I grieved, i cried, fought, contemplated... I had friendships and relationships come and go. I've let go of some people that have been around me for yearssssssss.
I allowed myself to get comfortable. I kept saying I was gonna move and just kept pushing it back. I also have been very impulsive and i'm being told to slow tf down!! When the universe has something in store for you, everything will fall apart until you listen.
and I wouldn't change one momentt I had in this place. This apartment that I turned in my home for the last two years. A home I filled with friends, family, laughter, playfulness and love.... I've been looking at this as a setback when in reality this is simply redirection.