Got housing after 4 months and had my first “normal errand” day; meant more than I expected

After about 4 months of couch surfing, I finally have a place again.

It’s still pretty bare, but I went out today to grab basic home supplies: trash bags, hand soap, little things like that, and it felt weirdly emotional. In a good way.

I stopped by H Mart right before closing, then made it to Target with my cane and a duffel bag, just trying to get everything I needed in one go.

I’m still figuring things out and don’t have a formal job yet, but some online friends really came through for me and helped me get here.

It’s not fully “home” yet, but it’s starting to feel possible.