In March I moved across the US to escape my mom’s emotional and financial abuse. I had a friend to stay with where I moved but eventually she started physically abusing me. So I had a choice. I could either stay and figure it out or go back to my home state.

I stayed. I worked my ass off and found the most beautiful apartment. The best part was this large balcony that I’ve now turned into my haven. Granted it’s not done yet (need to finish those dang vines), but it’s so peaceful already.