Holy crap, I never thought moving would turn out to be so traumatizing. I spent the whole 2.5 drive yesterday choking back tears as I drove farther and farther away from the place that had been my home for the last 6 years. My best friends are all there. My godchildren are there.
I got to my new apartment yesterday afternoon and was basically a zombie the rest of the day, trying not think about how permanent a change I had just made.
I woke up early today in my new place, thinking that a good night's sleep would help, but it didn't. I went shopping for some basic essentials, and the whole time I was in my car I couldn't stop crying.
Moving was supposed to be a good thing! I wanted to get out of that other town, and I wanted a new job. I finally got both of those things, but I am still so sad. I'm even nauseous. I just want to close my eyes and take it all back.
I was certainly expecting to feel sad about leaving, but this is overwhelming, almost debilitating. I've been gone less than 24 hours! I shouldn't be this sad. I just really hope this passes because right now I feel like I've made the biggest mistake of my life.
I got to my new apartment yesterday afternoon and was basically a zombie the rest of the day, trying not think about how permanent a change I had just made.
I woke up early today in my new place, thinking that a good night's sleep would help, but it didn't. I went shopping for some basic essentials, and the whole time I was in my car I couldn't stop crying.
Moving was supposed to be a good thing! I wanted to get out of that other town, and I wanted a new job. I finally got both of those things, but I am still so sad. I'm even nauseous. I just want to close my eyes and take it all back.
I was certainly expecting to feel sad about leaving, but this is overwhelming, almost debilitating. I've been gone less than 24 hours! I shouldn't be this sad. I just really hope this passes because right now I feel like I've made the biggest mistake of my life.