The first week at first week at my new home quite truthfully - wasn't that challenging. A bit of cooking, a bit of running from place to place, a bit of organizing my clothes a bit. But the special thing was on another level - for the first time in my life I'm not feeling guilty that I'm doing what I want.
I've had an interesting conversation with my mother and my psychologist. I think that at last my mother is begining to understand that her obsession with meddling in my life is a problem she needs to deal with on her own, and that I'm a 22 year old woman now, and I have every right to live my life as I want to.
And what an amazing week it's been! It's becoming cooler and rainier over here, which in invites great fashion, but also lost of serenity for me (as I've said in one of the previous posts about the winter). It's kinda funny when I come to think of it - I just smile all the time and take things more easily. I've finally proven myself to myself - I stood up to my parents, moved out, and maybe even found somebody to love ;)
I can really be proud of myself.
have a great weekend!
(thank's Nooja!!)
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