Like this:

I’m sitting in my parents living room. In the house that has technically been home for me for 17 years.
However this could be the last time. I leave tommorrow morning to head back up north to my house up there and my parent house, my home, goes on the market this week.
I think i could cope with it if they were just downsizing and staying within the same town. But they arent. THey are properly moving away. Which means that everytime i go and see my parents now i wont be going home. I will be going to some strange town, visiting a strange house and sleeping in a strange room that is not my childhood bedroom.
I’m trying not to mad and upset. It’s their life, they want to retire so need to downsize to release money. I can accept that. It’s not like i come home often. 2 or 3 times a year at most.
But where will home be now?
I know i sound crazy and mental when i say that their new house wont be home and that my house up north isn’t home either because i have no memories there and no plans to make it permanent.
I feel a little weird about it.

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