When I first brought up the move to Texas, my mom and my friend J were dead set against it. My friend J wanted me to move where he was(he was in Georgia at the time) in hopes that we renew our on again off again relationship that's been going on for 10+ years. As tempting as that sounded, I knew I had to be on my own for a little while. My mom was dead set against me moving to Texas cause I was having issues with my car at the time. She wanted me to move back home to New Orleans(I was in Baton Rouge at the time) till my car got fixed. As tempting as that sounded, I knew I'd die if I went back to New Orleans. I stood my ground though. I told both my mom and my friend that I needed to be on my own for awhile. I told them to give me a year in Dallas and if it didn't work out, then we could talk. It will be 2 years in June
Both my mom and my friend were really mad at me for a bit, but once they saw how happy I am in Dallas, they agree that this was the best move for me