So I am moving back home.

I hope, and pray that I'm making the right move. That going back where I started is the best way for me to move forward. I want my family to come together and stop being so disconnected, but I know in order for that to work I can't be the only one who wants to heal all these open wounds.

I leave Lansing with. . . a heavy-ish heart. I grew up here. I came of age here... I know how to be myself here, without any real fear. Home is going to be different. Is it weird that I feel uncomfortable there now? And not my physical home, but in the city? Detroit isn't really like most developed cites, in my opinion. It's not as progressive. It's still very black and white for the most part. . . and now I don't know which of those worlds I fit into. I straddle a world between all of that. I'm scared that I won't belong.

But I know I'll be able to find a niche in the metro detroit area, it's just going to be a challenge, that's all.

Over and out.