My first post AHH pt 1

Here's the plain truth: moving sucks. And that may seem so abrupt or straightforward and negative, but I'm not going to sit here and sugar coat it for you. Or for myself for that matter. And I'm not just talking about the down the street moves, or the moves across town, I'm talking about the across the country moves. The ones where you leave almost everything behind. The ones where you are stripped of all your comfort and you have to face all "that" by yourself in just a few days. By "that", I mean life. Reality. It doesn't come so sweet to all of us, and it may not come sweet to any of us.

I'm starting this blog, well because I'm at sort of a standpoint in my life. I don't expect a lot of people to read this, and I don't expect to become one of those famous bloggers (like Indy Blue ah). I''m starting this blog so I can heal. So I can just write all of my feelings out, because a journal doesn't work too well for me haha. Plus, I actually sort of enjoy writing. It gives me a sense of accomplishment, and it's something better to do than sit on my phone and look at old pictures of Utah and cry. This might just be better, maybe.

Well, anyways it doesn't matter why I'm writing, it just matters that I am. And I'm really going to try. This is definitely different, but I'm willing to give it a shot, so here it goes!

(I actually opened this page, changed the font size to 12 point and the font to Times New Roman before I realized what I was doing, oh boy)

See you in part 2!!