And then, everything changed.
It was a normal morning. After a normal night. And then I had to move out. I had to move back home with a few pieces of underwear and clothes. My hopes were shattered and my heart broken. What do you do, when the person you love and built your life around kicks you out? Well, you have to get your shit together and never make that same mistake again. • It's been a few weeks and my emotions are constantly shifting between anger and fear and grief. Sometimes it's fine, tho. I'm positive that I'll find my own way. In the end thats the only option, right? • Speaking of finding my own way.. I've noticed I'm not as happy with where I am right now as I would want to. I procrastinate a lot more than usual and I am not that motivated to go to Uni in the first place. I'm thinking about moving further away and studying something completely different. But I gotta take my time with that decision. • I hope you are all well 🌻








