I've never been one for change. The word "change" usually leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. The funny thing about this inevitable thing that we know as change, is that it happens and you have no choice but to adjust.
I found out a little over two months ago that my family's home was no longer ours. My parents are sickly and there simply wasn't enough money. I had two weeks to find somewhere else to go and live without the security of having my family with me. Until this point in my twenty-three years of life, I have been with my parents. Now they are a few miles away, and I have a lot to learn.
It's a difficult thing to go through for anyone. After about three weeks, and eating way too much junk food
Fast forward two months and here I am. I am adjusting and learning to face this great life that I have as an independent adult. I now need to learn how to keep myself organized and say "no" to that dress that I don't really, absolutely, positively need.
Fashion is my comfort, kids. What can I say?
Welcome to my insanity.
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