So today I left from California to go back to Tennessee, West Virginia and Virginia to see my family. My boyfriend and his trucking partner were so gracious to allow me to tag along on a haul back to the east coast with them. I am doing okay so far, but I miss my son and my husband. I can’t believe that I actually went through with it. It is insane. I didn’t think I would have the nerve to do it. I miss my mum too even though I think some time away from everyone will do everyone some good. I am too much to handle for most people and with me gone for a while maybe they will get a minor break from me.
I think it is a little surreal that I’m typing this from a truck somewhere in the middle of New Mexico. I am still trying to wrap my head around the fact that I got up the courage to actually come. I am still very nervous and anxiety filled. But I am excited to see all my other family members for a while. (:
Things are going to be okay. I just have to keep telling myself that. My family is going to be so surprised only one person knows I am coming home. She is the one that will be picking me up from that drop point.