My life

is finally coming together somewhat. My mom and I found an apartment and we're away from her ex fiance. We finally are happy in a place of our own. We don't have to worry about not eating until 8 or 9 o'clock. We don't have to worry about living out of our car because there was no room in the little bedroom we both were sleeping in. We don't have to worry about saying the wrong thing and being thrown out on our asses with no where else to go. The past year has been so tough and I have had thoughts that my mom would be better off without me. But luckily, we have made it out. Those thoughts are out of my head and we are happy. We don't exactly know what's next, but we do know that we are happy. And that's all I wanted.