Now I feel like I'm coming across as a butthead here on PC.
I think I found a place--the decision alone is tearing me up--making me anxious. I told 2 people yes to renting a room, now I have to say no to 1.
My mom already said, "you need to call when you're coming over to do laundry"--NO! damnit--I'll do laundry elsewhere for a few buscks---does anyone see what's happening here??????Or am i really stupid?
When I move, it means I'm moving, leaving for a while.
I think Perna said that a good 6 month seperation--like I did for a year in SF, CA will do some wonders.
--No going to mom's for computer use
--No going to mom's to see the dog
--No excuses period to go to mom's for anything.
I wish I was still with fiance #1 at 21 again.
There is nothing happy or joyous or free near my mom and berother--it;s all anger and strife. and tension and guilt I hate it.

Is it time for this butterfly to soar???