In my bed, in the big city

I want to share with you how I got to be where I am today. Today, I'm good. But a year ago today, I wanted to disappear from everything.

I graduated college and I was moving back home with my parents, I left right after the celebration of everything. I had no idea what I was going to do with my future all I knew is that after four years, I wanted to be home. That summer, nearing Father's Day, I was dumped by a text while I was in Walmart, by a guy I wasn't sure ever cared.

I laid in bed for days, weeks even just from the sheer confusion and frustration of the situation. I was struggling to find a job near my parents and trying to pay bills with everything I had left.

One morning, my mom threw the covers off of my bed and told me to get in the car. We drove to the big city two hours away. We must have gone to a good dozen places. Galleries, studios, you name it. I was offered two jobs right off the bat that day and I was ecstatic. That same day, my current boss' nephew was looking for a roommate and offered up this place he was thinking about. To me.

Three weeks later, I got in my car, put on my seatbelt and summoned all of the willpower and bravery and drove away to a new place. The big city. A place I have familiarized myself with as my home. When I drove away that day, I felt like I was leaving behind all of my anxiety and negative feelings behind. I was no longer drowning in a small world I knew nothing about.

That was one year ago.