Why indeed?
What makes a person stay? It depends on the person I think. Some people are flighty. I used to be that way.
I was five years old the first time we left our home and moved across the ocean. After the first move, the next 3 came faster. I would make friends, develop crushes, and get attached to a country and it's people before being violently uprooted like a fragile sapling, wishing for a little more time.
After a few years I got used to it. Eventually I delighted in going to an entirely new place and reinventing myself into whoever I wanted to be for the next few years.
The problems started when we stopped moving.
Now, the mistakes I made would follow me. I couldn't just drop them off at customs on my way to the next continent. So when I started lying and stealing, or rather when I started getting caught lying and cheating, for the first time in my life I had discovered repercussions. High School is not the easiest environment for mistakes. Kids can be cruel, and my defense was to put on whatever mask was necessary for whoever was around me.
But than that word started flying around. That girl? Don't bother, she's super fake.
And I was, but at the time I didn't know any better. I thought that was just who I was.
After I graduated high school, went of to college and dropped out two months later, got addicted to drugs and hating myself, and tired to end it all, I returned home and decided to reinvent myself one more time. This time I swore to myself I would get it right.
