It such a nice day, the birds are chirping, the sun is out and it says its 72 degrees on my phone... And where am I? In my room, on my iPad; moping.
Ill tell you why, I am planning on moving to Nevada in about three weeks and I have been packing. I should be totally up the wall excited and happy... But I'm not. Instead I want to cry and hide in my covers. I am overly stressed and I can't calm myself down. Reasons being:
1. I've got a good job here. I love it, it's what I want to do. What happens when I leave! What if I never get a job like that again? Then I left for nothing and I'm an asshole.
2. I know I have family there to support me but what if I can't get my shit together? Then I am a burden on them and I don't have have my shit together. So once again I'm an asshole.
3. And the biggest reason.. Money. I was super happy that I was maybe moving and I knew moving isn't free, just like everything else in the world... However now I am super stressed because I am trying to fit most of my things into a big suitcase, a carry on and then one or two storage boxes. I have gotten rid of so many things already and I can't stop thinking that this move won't even be worth it because I'm stressing about money. So when I get down there, two boxes and my dogs are going to be sent my way and I keep getting reminded on how expensive it's going to be... Is it worth it? Maybe I should just stay in this godforsaken shit hole. I don't know.







