Three months.
It only took three months for my home to feel like a soulless place.
It no longer feels like a safe place.
Im faced with judgement, negativity, side eyes and I’m just existing, working so hard for the next opportunity.
Three months
Three months that every inch of my body and mind has screamed to get out.
I’ve tried so hard to not look at this house as a sinking hole.
But that part of me that hold the good memories started to crumble, and me with it.
It took three months.










