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Lately, I’ve been going through a lot of change in my life. Some of it good, some of it bad, and some of it I’m not sure  about yet. One of the biggest changes is that I’ll be moving across the country to live with my mom and her boyfriend which is going to be hugely different. I’m not looking forward to that barely at all considering I’ll be leaving behind everything and everyone I love back at home where I’ve lived my entire life. Sure, I’ll have to make new friends and start at a brand new school my junior year, I’ll have to deal with the stares of being the new girl and I’ll have to overcome a lot of fears that I thought I would never have to face. Another giant change is that in the past few months I’ve fallen in love. If you’ve ever been in love, then you know what I mean when I say it’s a giant change. It’s changed the way I think and what I think about. It’s like I can’t stop thinking about him and I haven’t been able to stop since I fell for him. He’s the only person that can make me happy without even trying. Falling in love should be great, right? It’s such a great overwhelming feeling of happiness that you can’t explain, like a constant bliss, and then I remember I’m moving. I feel like I’m suffocating whenever I think about not being able to see him. We’re going to try and have a long distance relationship since we’ve really got nothing to lose. I pray everyday that it’s going to work out, that our love for each other is strong enough.  

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