We Moved!

We moved to a different district and house. We spent a couple of weeks packing and getting ready to go.

Parking and unpacking are so exhausting! I started by being so organized. I kept an inventory of what was in each box, labeled boxes for each room, and packed some first open boxes, which included all the stuff we needed to get through the first 24h. However, I got tired at the end, so I packed the rest of the stuff in random bags, including trash bags, and grocery bags.

I still remember first when I moved out of my dad’s house I didn’t have much to pack to go to my studio. I spent (3) years living by myself. I had a mattress and a small TV only. I started my life from zero!

Help:

I have a problem asking for help, even when I know I need it. I know asking for help will benefit me but I still don’t do it. I tried, but I stopped myself. Fear of getting a “no.”

I believe what made me not ask for help was not just the fear of getting rejected. I needed help in the past, I needed help! But no one helped me…nobody! Not even my parents!

I took roads in the past, full of bumps, cracks, and obstacles. I took those roads alone, no one helped me. Everyone I knew in my life was busy with his/her own life. Some of them were happy where they were, and some were struggling just like me. Sadness, disappointment, and fear. All of that made me stronger, resilient, and an independent woman.

We finally moved! We spent (4) years in that apartment. My daughter was born and raised in that small apartment and town.

OMG! I am going to miss every single corner of that place! I walked into each bedroom. I waved goodbye! Goodbye, living room…goodbye kitchen…goodbye bedrooms…goodbye Chapel Hill!

All the beautiful souvenirs! This apartment, the small town, the convenient stores, library, parks, and old friends. They’ll be so deeply missed!

I may not know what the future holds, but I will move forward with hope!