[Kindred]

I didn't think deciding whether or not to leave the city I grew up in would be so hard. I'm constantly stressing and I don't honestly know why, I think it's a safety thing...I know my surroundings here, my family (as much as we don't get along) and boyfriend (who I really don't want to leave) live here, safety is here. Leaving will be independent and if I fall who will catch me? Who will I go and snuggle up to every night when everything has gone to shit? I just don't know. I feel like this decision does not determine where I am living, it's going to determine the outcome of my relationship with James, my relationship with my family and friends and also how fucking mental I go.