Throughout my life, we’ve lived in 8 different houses. I remember most of those houses quite well still. Every move was difficult for me because I didn’t like the change it always brought. I lived in those houses for all less than 4 years at each house.
It was always something sad whenever I moved. Even though I wasn’t usually at the 3 earlier houses because I wasn’t around my mother very much, I was always feeling like there was a change. She was never stable.
Every time there was a new house, It was because my mother’s boyfriend at the time was buying a new house. Whenever he was mentioned, it gave me a negative feeling. My mother wasn’t being around me as much as she should from ages 3-10. It was a difficult time for me.
I know my mother didn’t mean to be like that, but I never felt like I was close to her. Those were 7 years where my mother wasn’t normally around me except a couple hours a day 4 days a week.
The moment where I would feel upset was whenever I was told my mother either didn’t have a job or he was making her move.
I know this one isn’t on point as much to the challenge, but it came to my mind quickly. I don’t really have specific special events that I care about because I’ve never gotten interested.