I... I don't know if this is going to work afterall. =-.-=

[wolfwings]

I just drove back to the PS to pick up my stuff...

Sherwood is likely asleep, and Bill is playing a video game in his room like usual...

But Changa is off at the Gym, Mark is finishing a late-night job, and Rodney isn't home yet...

And I just can't stop crying. =-.-=

I... I don't know if I can physically stand to have to leave here... I never realized how much everyone here really does mean to me... until I left, thinking I'd never come back, and now I've come back... supposedly only for an hour or two to pick up my remaining stuff and drive back with it...

But I just can't stop crying...

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[manawolf.livejournal.com]

*hugs*

Moving is hard.

Moving away from a support system is harder.

Even when you WANT to move, it makes you feel unbalanced, like the rug was yanked out from under you. You're loosing what you know, and have nothing yet to replace it with.

It'll be okay, though. You won't float for ever, or even for long. You'll figure out when you need to set your clock and where the laundry is and what the best roads to food are. These little things we don't notice, usually, but are so important.

You've been at the PS a long, long time. You've done a lot of development there. It makes sense that cutting away this period of your life is hard.

But you can do it, Wolf, as much as I could move out and put my name to a lease.

I think it's time for you to move, and I think you know that. It's also really, really hard. And that's okay. It doesn't mean you can't do it. It just means you will have to work through it.

I'm here if you need me.