Note for future me: I'm writing all of this in mid-November because I feel bad about not writing a thing during my VA trip.
So towards the end of my Va trip I realized something: it felt like I was in a prison, being unable to go anywhere, do anything, meet friends, or go on fun walking trips, like I was handicapped with not a resource in the world. Shopping by myself was impossible, any sort of entertainment or really anything outside the house. I had zero mobility, completely trapped without the driving by cousin and her family.
Talked to my dad about it yesterday and he agreed, he said he felt the same way too and preferred to live with me for precisely the same reason: the freedom and independence to walk around, shop, go on nice long walks, interact with people etc. without the need of external support, from a person or a car etc.
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