Fuck the queue function. I’m hitting y’all with four straight hours of whirlwind shitposting followed by eight days of radio silence.
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I haven’t been on tumblr in so long, but I have ran out of things to do to avoid doing homework so here we are!
My life has completely shifted since the last time I confided in my blog. I can’t believe it has almost been a year since I moved home from San Francisco. Of course in the back of my mind I was terrified of regretting my decision to leave, but the regret of moving there weighed heavier in the end. Listening to my gut feeling was the most important thing I’ve ever done for myself. Too many times in my life I did things only out of fear of disappointing someone else, and I knew deep down somewhere I wasn’t as happy as I could be. I was scared to leave because of all the money I had spent and will continue to spend paying for my move, apartment, and tuition; I was scared to leave because of how excited I professed to everyone around me before I left; Finally, I was scared to leave because I believed that would make me a quitter. I was alone, but afraid to admit it to anyone. When I saw my mom pull up to my apartment on move-out day, I knew I had made the right decision. I couldn’t wait to be home, even if that meant leaving a brand new *expensive* life I had attempted to start behind. In the end, I knew at some point I needed to move away and experience such a change for myself instead of dreaming “what if?” or believing that it would be the answer to 99% of my problems. I put myself first in both situations, and it was just as insanely frustrating as it was empowering.
Today, I am riddled with student debt and a cramped living situation, but I am grateful for all the opportunities life has presented to me nonetheless.
