Lately I have been feeling a distinct lack of hope. I have occasionally managed to feel happy; I have felt loved. I haven’t really felt much hope for my immidiate future. Of course I was mostly aware that eventually things would get better, but I thought that big chunks of my life were going to suck for a few years. Mostly, I was worried about housing. I have a shitload of anxiety about moving. Most of this is tied to moving around so much as a kid. Feeling safe and secure and welcome where I live is a much bigger thing for me than it is for most people. I didn’t think I was going to find a housing situation that would fit and be happy.
I think I have. It looks like I am moving in with a friend. Possibly another friend as soon as well when we can actually ask her about it… heh. Two women that I adore and respect and get along with.
I might have a home not just crash space.
Wow, it makes so much about my life better. Just this thing, and all of a sudden… I feel more peaceful. Ok, so I’m bouncing so I don’t look peaceful… But I’m not as scared as I was. Please God… let me have this.
I hope this all works out for you.
Oh sweetie!
I remember sitting on the bedroom floor listening to DT talk about moving around so much as a kid (including six high schools). He always sounded so anguished at the prospect of moving, even just across town and with the same roommates. Years later, he confessed that one of the most important aspects of his marriage to my best friend was that he had someone to share the burden of moving with, and that knowing he had her support made the few moves they have done easier.
Being someone who has to concentrate on putting down roots, I don’t really *understand* at a visceral level, but I do know how rough it can be from an intellectual standpoint. I’m very, very happy that you’ve found a place to call “home”.
That sounds wonderful!
Go you!
w00t!
As someone who hasn’t had anything resembling a home in the last several years (except once, just before the engagement broke off, I thought I had one), I can totally understand having a need to have a home, not just somewhere your stuff is and where you can sleep. I really, really hope this opportunity pans out for you.
Excellent news. I know that feeling of displacement, and I’m glad it’s off your shoulders.
Rooting for you. Homeplace is important to me too, I hope you do get what you need.
*hugs*