BEFORE & AFTER LEAVING HOME

In recent times, I think the most major life change that I have experienced is leaving home. While it doesn't feel to me like I have actually left home, considering that I'm just away at school and didn't just pack my things to say I'm out of here and off to start life independent of family, it does feel like I did move. Thing is, before moving, I had this place I stayed at. A comfortable place, with family relatives, from where I went to school.

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And although it was a nice place, I had thought about it and decided I had to leave. I wanted more. I needed to get on with some things in my life, and surely, being there would be limiting for me. No one was standing in the way of whatever things I needed to set right, but I had alreadythought up drawbacks in my mind amd I just wasn't feeling me, neither seeing myself going any farther than I should(I hope this makes sense somehow). So, after careful consideration and assessment and a level of preparedness, I decided I was leaving and moving to my own space, and that was it.

Moving is a big deal. It was for me. And the interesting thing was that in the beginning, I didn't see how big a deal it was. It was just like any other thing. But I tell you very frankly that in the first few weeks, I had my moments. M9ments when I weighed my choices and questioned my decision. It was good to have my own space and enj9y some privacy and learn to live life as an adult, independent of anyone else, but there were other sides to it. First, there's the obvious financial aspect that I hadn't imagined to be as demanding cause I had made plans and budgets that should work just fine. I wouldn't blame the financial weight on moving anyway. A few other things accounted for it. Otherwise, I'd have been just perfect. But that's in the past now.

I think I've mentioned it before pn some other posts, but the most occurrences that affected me and this new phase are what I can not begin to unfold here. But those are also behind me. I have sort of gotten a hang of everything, and I have found my rhythm. I never made decisions on impulse, and for months before I did move, I was already looking forward to it and was prepared to take on every responsibility and whatnot that comes with it. I'm here now, doing okay, yet to get started on some of the things I want to which influenced my moving, and so I've learned that sometimes it's not about location but about you(me).

I quite miss having to just relax and be taken care of and to spend less. Heck! I don't even want to get started on how much I spend monthly. Like, I never knew I had that much money until I ro my monthly money roundup. A lot of times, I'm broke, and then there's the confusion from thinking about what to eat, but that's that. I'm figuring it all out and wading through.

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