I know it is time. My best friend’s elderly parents moved in and there is one too few rooms. He would have a better time if I left. At least easier. My other closest friend doesn’t strike me as the type that will be too shook by my departure. My degree program requires constant use of stimulants just to barely get by and I can’t fight my depression so hard anymore. It is becoming Adderoll resistant. I’ve had migraines for years and the worst recently lasted weeks. I just need to get my affairs in order, make sure trash is cleared out and my things […]