One Week!
It is currently one in the morning, but I am very happy to say that I have made it a week without my mom! This would most likely sound so dumb to someone who doesn't have anxiety like I do, but for those of you that share my struggles you can probably understand. Every day I am out of my everyday routine is a difficult one, and I am just so proud of myself that I have been able to keep my cool (for the most part) during this trip. A change in routine is a very scary thing for me, but I have learned that I am capable of anything. Now I can truly believe that my anxiety does not have to define me, or dictate how I live my life!