Five. (I’m a Big Kid Now)

I’m 23 years old.

I’m moving out.

I’m scared shitless.

I’m not sure why. It’s not like my new apartment is far away. I can come home every weekend if I really want to. What’s so scary?

I’ve never lived outside of my parents house. I never even went to summer camp as a kid. I think the longest I’ve been without my parents is less than two weeks. I’ve always thought of myself as an independent person, but as moving day gets closer, I’m realizing just how reliant I’ve been on my parents.

However, this move has been a long time coming. I need to grow up; I need to learn to live life on my own terms, not on my parents’.

Any tips/words of advice/warnings for me? I can’t believe how fast this is happening.