The end of the beginning.
Everything is all packed up. Toys and clothes locked away in cases, starting the countdown to leave.
2 days left. Just two more days before I leave my family behind and go back to that place I detest, the place I feel unwelcome.
If I could have one wish, it would be that I never have to leave again.
With a wedding to plan, a new job, Plans for the future to move over here to be with my future husband, to spend our lives together... I should be able to make it through, but the thought of not being here is terrifying. I don't want to spend a moment away from him anymore.
This really has been the best month of my life and I don't want it to end :(