I'm at my parents' house right now. It's a stopover on my way to the new apartment.
I'm just going to stay here for a day and leave early tomorrow morning. I felt deeply sad yesterday but I'm recovering. Visited my friends on the way out. Cried until my head hurt.
My mom noticed the bite injuries on my wrists. Normally I try to wear long sleeves when I'm at home to make it hard to spot. I told her it was from handling heavy doors while moving and she bought it. This isn't going to work forever though, because eventually they're going to notice that my arms are literally always injured. The good news is that the truth of the matter is so odd and unlikely that nobody would ever guess it. Maybe I should just tell them idk.
I still feel like I made a mistake, moving where I chose to move, but I think I am ready to just take it in stride and see where it goes. Maybe I will move again in 15 months, or maybe not. Whatever happens, I am glad to have gotten away from that suburban shithole I was stuck in for nearly 2 years.
My mom noticed the bite injuries on my wrists. Normally I try to wear long sleeves when I'm at home to make it hard to spot. I told her it was from handling heavy doors while moving and she bought it. This isn't going to work forever though, because eventually they're going to notice that my arms are literally always injured. The good news is that the truth of the matter is so odd and unlikely that nobody would ever guess it. Maybe I should just tell them idk.
I still feel like I made a mistake, moving where I chose to move, but I think I am ready to just take it in stride and see where it goes. Maybe I will move again in 15 months, or maybe not. Whatever happens, I am glad to have gotten away from that suburban shithole I was stuck in for nearly 2 years.
