If you were to tell me a year ago that I would be living out on my own and paying off rent to some random person, I would have laughed in your face and kept on walking.
See, when you've been confined to a single town your entire life; you sort of become attached to it -like when a tick latches onto a dog - if that makes any sense.
I never had to move away for college because the one I attended was right in my hometown. I never had the experience of living with roommates or paying off rent because I stayed at home with my mom - I'm not ashamed to admit it. I got lucky.
She was like most traditional Mexican moms; so I never had to worry about the cooking. By the time I got home from school the food was on the stove waiting for me. Did I also mention that she washed my clothes for me too?
The day I found out I was moving away from Turlock to be out on my own, I got scared. I couldn't sleep for days.
One of the things that frightened me the most was not knowing how to juggle the responsibilities and finances. I was also kind of scared of having to wash my own clothes too.
It's been five months since I moved to Santa Clarita and I'm happy to say that I haven't burned down the house yet.
It is a pain having to cook your own food and wash your own clothes - especially when you had a long day at work, but there's nothing more liberating than standing on your own two feet and being completely self-sufficient.
It is a scary world out there, but what's scarier still is letting that fear take over your life and deprive you from your greatest potential.