A New Home

Y'know, when I think back to my time on LJ, there is quite a bit of nostalgia, a bit of regret for letting myself move on, and a touch of cringe, because, well, I was fifteen when I created my original journal, and who wasn't cringey at fifteen?

But there were a lot of memories stored there- high school, making friends, dealing with bullying and the ensuing drama, falling in love for the first time, discovering things about myself, all the way through college, when I started to face life as a person with mental illness. Since my posting petered off, I've gotten and lost a great job, changed my career goals, gone back to school, become a sports fan (I know, something I never thought would happen), started playing video games, and most importantly, I've fallen in love. I met an amazing guy in 2013, and we plan on getting married once I've finished school and gotten a steady income again.

I've definitely changed a lot in the time since I posted that first entry back in... oh god, was it really 2004? That's so long ago. I feel old. I'm turning 30 this year, which is a big milestone. I've come to terms with the fact that I'm nowhere near as close to where I thought I would be at this stage in my life, and the fact that it might take me even more time to fully become what I ultimately wish to be, but I've also learned that I move at a slower pace than most of my peers, and things just take me a bit more time.

So... baby steps. One day at a time.