I could rant and rave and be angry for days about moving back home when I said that I never would.  I could sit here and beat myself up about how I supposedly failed and how even though this is the best decision, it still hurts like hell. 

But the truth is, it’s going to be a waste of my time to be angry about it.  What’s done is done, I’m out of escape plans. I just have to put on my big girl shoes, deal with it, and have a good year no matter what. 

And besides, I get a car. 

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