I have to leave for work in like 10 minutes so this won't be as thought out or multi-checked as per ushe (goddammit I can never figure out a non-onomatopoeia spelling for that.) BUT thought I'd create a tangible thing which said a few things.

      I used the word happy to describe myself. I was with Arrie and I told her I was happy. And then a few nights later I was in my bed after having cuddled with her and bestie and I just felt this immense calm and I knew I was okay. That was where I belonged. Which, given, means it terribly saddened me to leave them. But the fact that I did and am back here in my little apartment and am OKAY with that and can not only cope on my own but be excited to do stuff is amazing. I think I'm okay, y'all.

     Also I haven't had a cigarette this whole semester and even though "I've been counting" for a lot longer, this is significant in that I hope you realize what and achievement that is, handling that move, and what that means for me mentally. Whoo.