I’m scared. I’m scared of this change but I’m trying to do it anyway. It’s moreso external obstacles than internal, because as soon as I’m over the external obstacles, it’s all go from here.
This can feel hard. And I can feel that I have so much to do on my own.
I don’t know what to expect.
But it’s like, think of all the vegan food I can eat. Such a welcome change because all I’ve been eating lately is oats, and beans and rice.
Think of all the jokes I can make!
Think of the fucking irony! I’ll be irony personified.
I don’t have a lot of excuses not to go through with this. Sure my life is comfortable right now, but there’s no guarantee that I’ll continue to receive the income that I’m currently getting if there are funding issues. There’s nothing tying me here. There’s nothing and no one that I need to stay behind for. Interestingly enough, that sounds reminiscent of suicide. Change as death. Change as killing myself.
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