Sarah and I are moving in 10 days. In 10 days I will be leaving the place I’ve spent 99% of my life. It’s starting to freak me out. I’m not good with goodbyes. I’m not good with keeping in touch with people, or replying when they email or text or call. I don’t know why. Maybe I just think they don’t really care anyway. Who knows? We’re supposed to be having a going away party on Friday (a week from today), and I haven’t really invited anyone. I want to see everyone and say goodbye, but I guess I just want everything to be the way it always was up until the last minute. My stomach is churning with anxiety. I should be asleep, but I’m too busy driving myself crazy.
Man, I don’t even know what to say.
Have any of you gone through this? Was it hard? How long did it take you to get over leaving so much behind?
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