Moving out

I looked at the room as I picked up the final piece of clothing that was on the bed .

I didn’t know why I was feeling this way , this was exactly what I had alwssa wanted and it’s so shocking to know that now that I have it , I was feeling so fucking guilty about it.

Never did I think that I would feel guilty over my leaving my step dad's house .

After I returned home a few weeks ago , school officially resumed and once it did , mom told me that I should rent a house outside since it was something I had Always wanted .

I didn’t want to think of the number of times that I just had to beg my mom to let me go and now that I was leaving I was feeling so guilty of leaving her behind .

I moved that thought aside , I could never start crying , I just wanted to be away from them as soon as possible. I think that’s the best thing that I can do to myself at this point and the fact that Trevor has always been on my neck wasn’t helping issues .

I zipped up the box and took one final look a