I'm not actually any more vulnerable living somewhere other than where I have been if I were to have the proper resources. I'm actually pretty resourceful, IF I have the right tools to work with.
I didn't realize until just now that when I do finally relocate to somewhere else, I'll be responsible for more of the physical aspects of relocation than I had initially planned. I put to much faith in my adoptive parents, and they ended up betraying me and stabbing me in the back on numerous accounts.
If I DO relocate in actuality, whether sooner or later (no matter to me, I can wait years either way), it probably WON'T be with any sort of favorable blessing from my parents.
But the desire to pack up and move, even if I'm traveling solo ultimately could be harsh, but that's kind of the whole point of everything. You know "Starting a new somewhere entirely by yourself" just may be what I was destined for. Considering what I've already been through and all the dangerous situations I've already been put in, seriously, how bad a little travel. I LIKE travel. I get wanderlust. That's just how I am. In my later years I probably will be flying solo, by necessity, both literally and figuratively.
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