I moved away. I now live in an old crappy appartment, I share it with a friend of mine.
I you know what, I really like it here.
This really feels like my new start you know.
My way of starting my own life, that is the reason I left.
I do not have a big room or anything, nor alot of stuff.
But it fits perfectly.
2 Days ago I went to dinner in a fancy restaurant with my friend, his younger brother and his girlfriend (who is also a friend of mine). It felt nice, even though I was the youngest out there (18) and they were all al least 5 years older than me! But it did feel like a grown ups life, where you chose your own path.
anyway I am out again.