It's a long road to somewhere.

I am in the last place I thought I would be right now. I am at home. The home that is in Brush Prairie, WA, if you want to find it on a map, or Hockinson if you are from around here. There are a lot of good things about being home: I am taking yoga classes, a modern dance class and a painting workshop. The bad thing about being home is that I don't want to be here. My decision to come home one week ago was necessary, but it was not desired.
But I am here.
And I am learning how to be happy and healthy.
It is the first time I have rested in more than two years. Trust me...I am not very good at it.
The thing is, I am getting better at it. Sometimes it is necessary for a thing like life to get harder before it gets easier.
I don't usually write updates on my life on here and that is exactly what this is. On the other hand, I am doing a lot of things I have never done before.
I am enjoying reading, my two orange cats (who could not be happier that I am here), asking for help, asking lots of questions and learning about myself.