So let's just say we can scrap everything I had planned for the apartment because I no longer live there. Yep. That's right. On April 20th, I packed up all of my things (which was more than I thought) within 4 hours, made at least 15 trips down and up 3 flights of stairs, stuffed my little Kia Optima with all my belongings, and drove 961 miles in 16 hours to arrive back at the one place I should have never left. HOME. Home is where my heart is, and my heart is my family. As for the specifics of what went wrong, that is to be left to the imagination...I lack the capability of putting others on blast on the internet. We all know things happen for a reason, so I'm using this as an experience to learn and grow from. I'm picking myself up and wiping a clean slate, a rebirth if you will. The Rebirth of Robin: How to Get Your Life Back After Giving It Away.
Deuces,
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Let go and let GOD.
Good luck on the rest of your physical journey, and your spiritual and mental one as well.
xo,
Sojo ; www.femmeswithbenefits.com
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