2 years later...
I left... 2yrs later I definitely feel like I failed... my adventure lasted the bare minimum that it needed to. Therefore, I didn't technically fail. I did what was required to succeed.
I came back to the land I call home in time for a busy fall, followed by an incredibly busy summer... I worked with a dogsledding outfit, spent a final year being able to visit my grandparents before I lost 2 of them... I made 2 big trips for weddings... and I really feel like I had the opportunity to do adventures I would have missed out on had I stayed in the North.
Now I'm living a life trying to get control of my finances from great social choices and poor financial ones. I dream of living in a world where I can keep both under control at the same time... but unfortunately, for now, it seems I'm only capable of one or the other. I definitely feel like I'm drowning under the weight of responsibility and commitments right now... trying to convince myself it's fine cause at least I have money in the bank... But what good is the money when you're 1 more tear away from checking in at the psych ward, and had to cancel plans to go watch a 2-hour movie with your bff because you spent all morning trying not to have a panic attack...
29 weeks... only 29 weeks and I can be free once again... what will I do when I'm free... great question... but whatever it is, I hope it's awesome.
