Halfway through November, I was particularly forced to move out of my townhouse by my roommate. We couldn't be in the same room without getting into an argument. And there's was no trust or respect between us anymore. I strongly believe she stole my wallet and she believed I was making all her life choices for her though I wasn't. Or that I was trying to screw her over, again I wasn't. The things I did only affected me and literally had little to no impact on her but whatever it's over. Rather than living in a toxic environment, I moved back home. I still pay rent for the townhouse... but I don't live there. And for the few month, I was extremely down about moving back home. I felt like my independence was ripped away from me and heartbroken that I lost my best friend who I did everything with. But at the start of the New Year, I decided to look on the positive so these are all the reasons why moving home isn't always terrible.
