What's love got to do with it?
Usually, I'd like to think I'm a pretty upbeat sort of person, and I try to always put something of that nature into my blog posts. I've been away for so long now, maybe I've forgotten a bit about how this was working for me. Or maybe it's just the fact that I woke up panicking in a cold sweat at 5 am today. Because, in case you couldn't guess this, leaving behind everything is actually pretty scary. Not always, not forever, but in those few moments of panic about this decision, I'd honestly say the descriptors actually come closer to "mind-numbing paralysis" than just fear. For me, it was the realization that I am departing from the one and only constant I've ever had in my life. I've lived many places, moved many times, different homes, different schools, different friends, but never have I lived more than an hour away from my family. And I really have liked that. I'm preparing to go somewhere AMAZING! I'll be learning ne...