most news is bad

I feel like my mind is changing like the weather, especially as of now. At times I can think brightly, then at others I don't know why I'm here. My mom asked me yesterday if I'd be okay with moving again, and I wondered where she was considering. She told me 'Montreal'. Sometimes neither one of us feel like we fit in, we're in an estranged city full of ignorant people, but again, it's like that anywhere you go. My purpose in living in the city now was to wash away the bad memories, sometimes though, you just have to let them go by saying "I can't stand it anymore". My mom of all people has had the worst start to the year, if anyone were to compare. I often worry if she will get better, but I know she will because I have. We'll see how this idea of change goes, I don't know if staying here will do me much good.