My new routine!

Recently I had to move back to my family home. The one reason is because someone has to take care of my grandmother, the second one is moving out from a dorm, and third one is "it's cheap".

Someone has to. Up until recently it was my younger brother, but he decided to finally move on his own and taste the life. I'm not mad, I actually understand him, living alone and caring less was my style for the last few years. Now I'm moving out from a dorm, and I had to make a choice, if I want to find my own apartment ando visit grandma at least once a week, or if I just go back to my family home and keep an eye on it from the first row.

I feel like the decision has been enforced on me, like I didn't have much of a choice. I could ignore my family, but I'd rather not. I could look out for another apartment, but managing two locations sounds hard and exhausting. I could hire a housekeeper for my grandmother, but that feels wrong, and also I could barely afford apartment and living alone, let alone a maid.

Maybe it had to be this way. Maybe it's the best for everyone. But I don't like that my options are so limited. And as for now, I don't feel like blaming anyone but myself for this.