So I have like 3 days and counting until I move out. I am excited, thrilled, exstatic.....and absolutely terrified. But I cant turn back. Once I go, I'm gone. I need to go. If I stay here I will be living with my mama the rest of her life and feel more and more like Norman Bates in Psycho. I dont want or need that. So here's hoping to a new life, a new start, a new everything