So me and the boyfriend had a talk tonight about moving in together. It went okay, we looked at a couple places but he thinks we should wait a month or so before deciding on anything.
I’m bummed because I want to get out of my parents house as quick as possible but I know he’s right. We need to take a little bit more time to work on communicating.
Honestly this conversation we’ve had tonight needed to happen. Both of us kind of needed to rip off the band-aid and realize that having an adult discussion isn’t the end of the world.
Yeah I’m upset and yeah I wish he felt as ready as I am to move out. But it’s only a month and maybe having a goal in mind and the fact that we both lived through tonight will make it a little easier to talk about adult problems and junk.
I love him though and I can’t be mad at him for not wanting to rush into anything. We’ll get it figured out and in the meantime I get to enjoy a few more paychecks that won’t go to rent and bills
Okay so I guess since my boyfriend discovered kind of how tumblr works I should get back into it. It’s probably a good idea for me to talk my shit out anyway, let’s see if I stick with it.
So I just told my mom about my depression (I don’t know if that’s what it is but I don’t know another word to describe it so there you go.) She’s always supportive of me and I know she wants me to be happy, she just kind of played it off like it’s just hormones and I should just take some natural supplements to try and feel better. I get to see my doctor in a couple of months and I’m gonna talk to her about the way I’ve been feeling.
I just hate being a fucking burden and that’s basically all I feel like right now.