Just trying to keep from falling apart. Don't mind me.Ask me whatever your little heart desires :)
I think about everyhig i have to be nervous about, then i bite my nails. Then i start to worry about if everything will work out okay. Will i have enough stuff? Will i need more money? Will I BE enough? Then I bite my nails again. They’re so short now im going to have to pick up a different nervous habit just to compensate until they grow back some.
Im moving. Im moving out, and im moving away. 7 hours away from my home, my family, my dogs, my cozy bed that has been there for me through it all. Im moving in with three strangers. Nothing against them, they already seem lovely. But theres always that thought that you could be trying to just make the best out of a situation. Im worried.
Im worried that i am going to be a huge psycho and that once they get to know all of my awful idiosyncracies that they will dislike me as much as i dislike me. What a terrifying thought.