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This is a rant however I like to think it has a little more to it than the usual. Basically I lived in my house for 12 years growing up then took a gap year in London, my Mum then moved out my sister moved in. The gap year was great for learning however I was unhappy everywhere else, the house share I lived in had an awful landlord who lived in and I never felt at home there. After the gap year I started uni and lived in halls, which generally ****ed me off, disgusting kitchen, bathroom etc. Over these couple of years I suffered from depression and sought help through uni and I'm generally okay now. This year I'm going to have to live in another flat share which I'm hugely dreading so I tell people this who are interested in how my uni is going. I don't expect anything from them however their only consolation is that I'm young and I'm meant to live in **** for a while. SO I ask thee, what is the right time in life to be happy?
Please just ignore if you think the above is ridiculous.
Please just ignore if you think the above is ridiculous.