Wow I never thought Iād get to this point. But over the last 5 months I created a huge attachment to my mom. I actually really loved being at home. It gave me so much comfort and I could spend all day focusing on my own health and inner peace. I did yoga and journaled and ate healthy food and drank so much water and spent so much time in my backyard connecting with our plants and our trees. I explore intermittent fasting which I need to get back to! Like forreal forreal I need to get back on that.Ā
Anyways, being back in california i really miss my mom and my home. I miss my room that is so perfectly decorated to my taste. For the first couple weeks of me being out here I felt like..... Wow maybe I should just go home. But i know that would be hella weak. The fires, smoke, and the fact that everything is closed is making it kinda hard. But what i realized is that home will always be there and now I appreciate it so much more. I can go back to that safe space any time I want. And I am so goddamn fucking thankful for that beautiful safe space. Because going out into the world and having to rent your own apartment and pay for all your groceries yourself and all your new furniture yourself while also maintaining a healthy life style and a social life can be really hard. like really hard and I donāt know how people do it. At home its just so easy. And I feel so perfectly content. Maybe it is my comfort zone and I needed to get out of my comfort zone to grow. Which is true. We all do. But what Iāām learning to realize is that instead of being sad that Iām not at home I can just be hella grateful for the fact that home is always there for me and it always will be.Ā















