On February 20th, 2016, just over two weeks before my 22nd birthday, I moved out of my parents' house. I had gotten my first ever full time job and moved an hour and a half away from everything and almost everyone I knew to be independent and prove to myself that I could make it on my own. My best friend and & I have apartments in the same complex and we've been looking into moving into a house once our leases are up. I got off of work tonight, after an okay day, and this text was waiting on me once I unlocked my phone. My best friend, her boyfriend, and I will be moving into a house on our own and will be sharing the financial responsibilities and chores of our home. This time last year, I was struggling to make it from one part time paycheck to the next and I was extremely sad all the time, although never clinically diagnosed with anything. I was stressed to the point of crying almost daily complaining that I couldn't make my next car/insurance payment every single pay period. I didn't know if I would have enough gas money to get back and forth to work, either. As I type this, I sit in my apartment and I realized something: I AM MAKING IT. I might not have the job I want, I may not have the college degree I was hoping to have at this time, and I may still struggle financially from time to time, but I am making it. I have a full time job, my own place to live, and a best friend that gets just as excited about getting a house with me as I get about getting a house with her. You may not understand why this is so exciting for us... let me explain. This is literally a dream come true for us. We've been best friends since 2003 and have always talked about "when we get a house together". NOW THE TIME IS HERE. We are picking out dining room sets, living room sets, bedroom sets, and decor for our home and neither one of us could be anymore excited about this. We're already planning out meals, how we're going to split the bills, and who gets what bedroom. The moral, or point, of this entire story is to never give up. It doesn't matter what your dream is that you're looking towards, never give up. It will get better. You may feel like where you are is a dead end, but it isn't. BETTER THINGS ARE COMING. ALSO, I LOVE YOU.
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