The fight was explosive, but I had won. I got my way. I was finally going to move with my dad.

Things weren't great, living with my mom. My anxiety was sky high and I was depressed, but I saw an opportunity to leave and I took it. I took my chance to get away from it all. 

Flying was especially nerve-wracking, especially since I was flying alone. Leaving sunny Florida, the place I had know all my life, to move to peaceful Delaware. And although I was stressed, leaving the only place I had really known all my life, I was relieved. Relieved to get away from it all.

The flight wa short and sweet, and I was seated next to a cute old couple that took my mind off things for the time being. That is until the rough landing that brought me back to reality. I was far far away from Florida, and although I was scared, I was glad. 

Delaware was foreign to me. Seasons were a totally new thing, as Florida was always sunny and humid. Everything felt new, but I was happy. Happy with the change. Happier than I had ever really been.

Now, a whole year later, Delaware doesn't feel so alien to me. It feels almost like home. I'm better too, way better than I was in Florida. While my anxiety is still there, as it'll never really be gone, I'm doing so much better. Moving was one of the best decisions I could've ever made.