Im beginning my breakdown. It's finally beginning to hit me that I'm leaving San Francisco. A place I moved to where I knew no one, nothing and had never been before. Which forced me to make it home. And I did. For those 4 years. Now it's about to be over. Im having a hard time adjusting to that fact. When I admit that to people, they always seem to say "but it's exciting." Im not saying im not excited...or what Im doing isn't exciting...it's not about that. Why does no one understand that?