Moving Out

This week I am moving into my own house. My friend, Nick, who comes here too, is moving in too. I am terrified, to be honest. Change is more difficult for us because of our anxiety. All my friends here will soon be moving into their own houses as well. I guess it was bound to happen at some time. But I didn’t think that sometime was now. We are adults, and our siblings are moving out.


I am lucky actually, in that it is close to M2H, and I have my own room. And I have a friend with me. But, to be frank, I am angry. My sister gets so many things that I’ll never have.  Moving into a group home for disabled people just brings it all home. 

I am trying to have more positives than negatives. This actually makes me more independent, which is great. And Judy is super close in case of emergency.  And I’m sure I’ll be home plenty. So in a world that isn’t fair, and is hard for us, this is probably the best option. So I will try to like it.