Hi, I’m here because my family is moving. I really don’t want to move but I have to because then I won’t have any place to live. Ive moved three times in my life so I know how it goes. Every time I move I am forced to leave something behind. Most often a friend or a place that I cherish. With each move, I experience loss and have to learn to let go all over again. It takes time to get back to my normal self. If I am lucky my family finds a safe place for us to move to, but once that was not possible and we have to live in the bus terminal for a short time. This was my least favorite place to live. I liked living in Detroit, and also lived in Chicago and Tallahassee. I dream of moving to Nevada, or somewhere in Northern Texas. Are those dangerous places to live?

My family doesn’t get why I am so sad all the time and they always tell me “Brush your teeth, eat your vegetables, don’t stay out too long or you will catch a cold”. Blah blah blah, I know that mom, you’ve told me that before. That’s why I want to live somewhere warm. Because I hate catching colds. They tell me what they think so often, I feel like I have no room to grow. Day after day I hear the same harp, and its piercing. I am suffocated from my basic needs and feel like my mind is a sponge and i can’t keep anything else in it. I feel stuck, I can’t move or breathe or shout. I don’t want to move again so soon. I guess I am just sad about it.