This has been a crazy week. On Monday, my father kicked me out! He came to my work to get my keys as he needed something from my closet and he couldn’t get it as I lock my room and my closet. He informed he that he was kicking me out and that I was not allowed to eat or drink at the hotel either. It was insane. His reason was that I was not working enough at the hotel… I teach from 7:30 until 3, I am a full time college student getting my second degree and I was working at the hotel, but after 6, I am tired and want to go home. And every time I tried to work, he was on the phone or with some girl… that is not working! So, I am kicked out. He doesn’t want me to work at the Hotel. It will be his fault when he have no relationship.
So, I moved in with my boyfriend which is fast. Very fast. We haven’t been together for even a month. It feels natural though, normal. I love it waking up to him every morning, him taking me to work, him picking me up, us having dinner every dinner and falling next to him. This is real. This is what a real adult relationship is like. It is what I have always wanted. I can feel that we are going to build our empire together.