when I left my parent’s house, I was 17. everything was upside down. I didn't know what I was doing. I didn't think what might happen next. I just did, u know. I was living a bohemian lifestyle in Liverpool, with my best friends. and for the first time in my life, I felt alive.
naturally, I started missing my two little chickens. I never thought like a selfish person but, I just knew it was the best move I’ve ever made for them and for me. I needed some space. My head was a mess, but freedom embraced me and blessed me without any compromise.