So i have just recently moved out of my parents home. A move that was encouraged by the visit from my boyfriend. He moved out of Melbourne back to his Father's all the way on the other side of the state, to an even more isolated and smaller town compared to where we live now which is still in my home town. He came down to where I live which was a 7 hour trip on public transport. We visited the local real estate agencies and found a decent amount of places we could pick to rent. Just a week later we were called by a landlord merely an hour after checking the place out and we immediately accepted it. Its cheap and had been recently refurbished. Almost another week of setting up power and internet, signing documents and moving stuff, I am now finally moved in.

This is the second day of sleeping here and I can sense the adaption will take a while. My first proper leap into independence will be a shock. The almost constant payment for food, necessitates, bills. No parents to fall back onto, survival has never been such a relevant feeling to ponder. Luckily though my boyfriend is used to this independence and he is showing me the way, I feel like a child compared to his experience so I will make sure to show that I am appreciative of his guidance. But I don't want him have to do everything and that's what makes me worried, in inexperience being a crutch to our survival.

This is only the beginning so we will see how everything goes as the weeks pass by. Still gotta look for work, that will make things a bit easier although I do lack experience so that mission will be rough. The future is looking exciting but also very daunting.