I have been spending the last few days packing up and getting ready to move back home. It is amazing how much I have moved over the past ten years. I think I was doing the math and I have moved every six-months on average. That is a lot of moving. Unorturnately, I need help to move now. I guess that is the breaks. I have a something lined up to get my things packed up.
As far as my therapy here I may have been “hood-winked”, but the guy I was working with did help my with my issues. I needed to addresss the anger, furstration, and disappointment. furthermore, I needed to learn to live on my own. I need to find out somethings for myself. I needed to “stand on my two feet”. And for that I will never regret my decsions to come here to Texas. Of course, I am disappointed it was not as sucessfull as I would have hoped. But, I do have “A New Hope”. And for that you can’t put a price on that.
As I said, I am excited to be back home. For those who have contact with my good ole’ mom. I need to start preping her on not trying to solve my every problom. I need you to start letting her know that if I need help I will ask for it. I know it will be hard for her to reisist the urge to always trying to make life easier, but you all need to help me. I love mom very much, but her always trying to help will drive me F@#cking crazy. And it won’t work with me living at home with her. I love you mom, but I you can’t baby me.
I have said that I have made some friends here. I haven’t been good getting pictures of them, since I am leaving I am going to get pictures of them before I leave so I can share them.
Well, I better go. I have packing to do.