subject line: leaving in a station wagon.



I’m moving away from home tomorrow. And my parents threw me a going away party tonight. And instead of being happy and feeling loved, I have honestly never felt more lonely in my entire life.

My chest feels like it’s being squeezed by a vice grip and could shatter into a million pieces at any second. I don’t think my little heart can take another goodbye.

Fear and sadness are a heavy weight to bear.
The bonfire has burnt out and the party guests have all gone home. And I’m lying here on my bed sobbing like a fool. My childhood is officially over, and the unknown is officially here, and I don’t know how i’m going to handle it.

I’m not ready. But I have to be.

My God, I just keep hoping that I’ve made the right decision. Because right now, it sure as hell doesn’t feel like it.