and let's just say this hasn't been my year.This has actually probably been the worst year of my life.I finally, after getting kicked out of my moms, being homeless, being arrested, and then put in a mental hospital, I'm living at my dads, waiting For my plane trip to move in with my grand parents,This is the first time I'm having my own bed, and my own room. When my grandma told me that i'de have everything i'de ever wanted, and more, I was in tears.I've been looking at dreads, for a month now. I find myself gazing at them, and a happiness crawls in me, and I'm saying to myself, "I want that, to grow into patience, and love , and self acceptance."I have 2 more weeks of waiting until I get on a plane, by myself, with a backpack filled with everything I own.Once I'm in Florida, I'm going to start off my dreads.