So I did it. I moved Chicago. Finally. You all must know, I am actually a very lazy person. A huge procrastinator. So for me to make such a large move on my own, without the help of my family was a huge mark in my adulthood.
This whole year had been such a huge development and emotional year. This year I’ve counted on friends more than family. People that have shown me so much support, kindness by helping me move and being there for me, getting me out of my house when my depression and disassociation would set in.
I moved out of my 1 bedroom apartment I lived in for 4.5 years with my ex fiancé. The apartment held a bit of heaviness for me I couldn’t shake. And I moved in to a 3 bedroom apartment with the loveliest people and furry companions I could ask for. I’m so shocked that all of this fell into place in the best of ways.
Lastly, I want to thank all of you. I know I’ve been vocal about my depression, how my last few months have been very pressing emotional, mentally. But nonetheless the people who have reached out to make sure I’m okay, those that in person have took a moment to look me in the eye and ask be genuinely if I’m doing okay. You, you have been incredibly loving, thoughtful and a true light through this arduous tunnel. I am beyond grateful for your compassion.
All in all know, for me, right now, everything is coming up milhouse. I am now officially a city bitch. |🌇| #moving #movingon #citybitch #chicago #depression #grateful #thankful #happy #changes #lifegoeson