I don't really find it stressful. I mean, I barely know you. How could I?
When I was about 11 years old, my parents decided we'd be moving. I didn't really want to. I guess you could say that in a way, it was stressful. I was losing all of my friends and I would have to make new ones, and I'm not very good at making friends.
To be honest, losing my friends was the only thing I was really worried about. In the end, though, I guess it turned out okay. I went back to see the person who was my best friend, and he was much different. He was a kind of person I didn't really like that much.
But I don't really make friends ever now, so it's not that big of a deal for me to move anymore.
But I did keep all of my memories, so I don't know what's that about giving up memories.
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