The idea of moving felt like the easiest solution at the time. Whenever things became overwhelming, I told myself a new environment would bring calm. A quieter neighborhood. Different neighbors. A fresh start. So I packed, relocated, and tried again.
The first few weeks in every new house felt promising. I slept better. My mood lifted. I convinced myself I had finally escaped whatever had been bothering me. But slowly, the same restlessness would return. Sleep became shallow. Arguments at home increased. An unexplained heaviness settled in.…CONTINUE READING
