This has been the most stressful move

From the last minute shit causing me to have to buy 2 more box on moving day, stressing about if all my shit would fit on that little ass truck, to dealing with a mom that drives me up a damn wall with her non listening skills and her making what was supposed to be a nice trip into one having me mumbling under my breath, being 2 hrs late stopping for today abs getting a hotel.

To knowing that the home life of my mom, her worthless son, to youngest sis dealing with anxiety and depression (which I can relate in just not as bad as her I’m ready to fucking scream. I love my family, but they drive me crazy. This is why I refused to move back to Indy unless I could get my own apt. I want to be near them, to hang out with mom since I never got to fly out much. I’ll be able to have holidays with fam instead of alone, but I can’t live with them. They got too many stress factors going on and my life is already stressful enough.

we are finishing this trip tomorrow and then Wednesday I can move in. Then I get to fun of unloading the truck, unpacking, setting up my work computer and internet and some damn grocery shopping. I’m so damn over it .