Recently, with a lot of help from my mother, I moved out of the place I had with my boyfriend and his children and into a place that I can call my own. Granted, I am not alone; I have my son, dog, and cat with me, but it is all mine.
It is a cozy (small) two bedroom house with a great yard, down the street from a playground. Just enough for us.
In the weeks that have followed the move, I have noticed a huge reduction in stress and better use if coping skills. Yes, it is scary being responsible for all of this and not being able to predict or control certain changes or events, but with the support of family and friends, I got this!
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