In about a week I go to my parents house for a month, I don't want to go. I've been having terrible anxiety over it. I don't want to leave Victoria, I don't want to leave my dog and I don't want to leave my h. I have no choice. I'm going to be picking up the service dog which the closer it gets I feel bad for my current dog. My dad is picking up me and the car. Then we will not have a car anymore. I don't like all these changes. I feel I have limited time with Victoria but I also have limited time with my parents. Oh h got into the writing class on a full scholarship. Hopefully this will boost him into the full year program in August. I'm so excited for him. I don't want my life to change. So much is changing.