I realized last night, other than two people, I haven't seen any of my friends or family in six months and I'm not as depressed about it as I would have thought.

Most of my family and friends are in Las Vegas, which is where I grew up. In early December, I left where I was living in San Diego and passed through Vegas, saw some family and friends and haven't seen anyone since.

I traveled to the East Coast to stay with my mother in-law to be and fiance for a bit, and in January came here to Idaho. I realized last night that I haven't had real social interactions with people close to me in nearly six months at this point, and surprisingly, I haven't gone crazy.

When I was 25, I left home and moved to Tampa, FL. I was there for three months and I could not handle the homesickness. I missed my family, I missed my friends, it was terribly depressing for me and as soon as I showed up, I hauled ass back in the other direction to go home.

Now at 33, it doesn't effect me the same way. I haven't seen the people who mean the most to me (other than my fiance of course) in nearly six months and I don't exactly know when I will.

At the very least, I'll see everyone in November for my wedding, but it's kind of crazy how much you NEED your friend circle when you're younger vs when you grow up a bit.

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