When home is a person, you never feel alone or out of place.
Just because we’re going our separate ways doesn’t mean we have to say goodbye.
When one place is all you’ve ever known, you become comfortable with the familiar. Fear of the unknown creeps into your thoughts and convinces you that you want to stay, succumbing to the predictable pattern of generations before you.
Each day is a tightrope walk, a delicate balance between the carefully curated illusion of perfection you have created and the overwhelming panic that engulfs you underneath the facade.