“Just grow up, and move on.”
I wrote about moving from place to place in my last post, so I felt I probably should’t write about it again. I tried to think of something else I could write my autobiography on, but realized moving is my life; there’s no way around it. That is why I chose, “just grow up, and move on,” as my six words. I hated moving around, but there was nothing I could do about it so I just leared to get over it. Ofcourse it was hard on me; each move seemed to cause more problems than the previous one. I would get angry at my parents for making me leave my life behind and start over; but each time I had to do this, I matured a great deal and eventually adapted to the new place. I learned to use this same method in my everyday life. When I come across a problem, I work through it, and move on to the next thing. Everything I have ever had to do or go through has made me stonger and prepared me for whats up next.