It's been all about starting over with me these past few months. Since graduating high school, moving in with my aunt, and starting college, it's been pretty rough starting over. I didn't think it would be too bad, I've done it before, I'm all about the transitions in life. I'm usually one that can adapt to a new environment just like that. But now I'm kinda realizing one thing I've been told before. It's easier to adapt to a new place, than to change everything for somewhere you've been forever. I didn't want to believe that, I love where I live. I love Surrey (although I do miss Fleetwood), I love Vancouver. I love how it's always grey outside, how it dosn't get too cold, how it's always raining, and how I always need a jacket (it gives me an excuse to buy jackets). I've always been the person that didn't understand how in movies everyone always moves away after high school. I could never see myself living anywhere else. Until now. I don't know whats wrong with me, I don't know why I'm having such a hard time adjusting to life after high school. Maybe it's because I literally got every change I could think of all at once. I hate that I'm expected to pass by my old house, school, hospital, and all that without having emotional attachment to the past. I can't stand seeing all the things I would see when my life was how I preferred it. I'm not saying that I don't like my life right now, cause I really do. But it does mean that I wish that I could move on. And honestly, I don't think that seeing all these things every day is helping me move on. I think that I've proved to be incapable of changing my whole life for a place thats so used to my old life. For now I'll stick it out, but I must say, I think I need a new place in order to move on and fully adapt.
Sometimes I wish that they would read my mind and just understand..
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