Lucille Joy

Today furthered my decision of wanting to move out.

As much as I love my parents, I can’t keep feeling like this. I feel suffocated. In some ways, they do treat me as an adult. In other ways, 16 years old.

I am so done. Once I get to where I want to be financially, I’m going to move out.

None of this old fashion, you’re a girl and you only move out when you get married. Uhm what? I’m not living here till I’m 30 years old. Forget that.