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I’m living in a house that I own now.

Yesterday, I was really nervous, frazzled, and out of it. I cried when I walked in the door. I was kind of falling apart. I just don’t like change. I really, truly don’t like change. Even when it’s for the better. This is clearly for the better. I’m out. I’m about. I’m on my own. It’s a whole new chapter of my life. But I was scared. Really quite scared. I may have had my problems with my parents, but I liked my home. I liked not being alone in a place. I liked my life.

After a day, I do have to say that this is the right thing. Once the internet got hooked up this morning, I calmed down a lot. Granted, there’s a ton to get used to. I’ve been trying to cook for myself for awhile, but now the training wheels are off, and I have to. I have a new member of my family, who has been lovely so far, but who is still a mystery to me and will take awhile to get to know. I have who knows how many countless stupid house things I have to stumble upon, learn, and figure out how to fix. My new life is just getting started.

But I sit on my new couch, and chat, with dog curled up next to me, and watch stupid Giant Bomb videos on my television, and I know that everything will be fine then, you know? It’ll all be fine. I’m still me. I’m living as me. I am me, unchained. I am making my own family. I am making my dreams come true.

I think this will work.
Now if only a certain wuff would get his butt down here… but that’s coming. That’s soon, too. It’s all happening.