thoughts about staying
I want to be honest and say that coming home brings me joy but at the same time, it throws me into a pit of hopelessness. I happen to stay at home the whole day and just surveyed my surroundings. I just think that the place I am in is no longer the same place I once lived. Rather than getting good energy, I felt like I needed to get out of here. It makes me desperate to change not only my life but our lives as a family. It makes me want to do more and with that, I am encouraged to work harder than before. If there’s any consolation, it brings me to a new perspective. It grounded me to see the reality. It made me want to try harder at life because I don’t want to remain the same. Call me ambitious but there’s no other way but to move forward, stronger, braver and ultimately, smarter. I came home because I wanted to see for myself how my family is doing. And needless to say, I am mixed emotions. I planned on staying for good b