New Life Imminent

So once again not in a real writing mindset but still here it goes.
In 4 days, I'm moving to a new state to start my first full-time career after college. My room is a mess and not nearly packed as I had hoped. I haven't been able to get all I've wanted accomplished. At the moment I'm kinda out of it. (Brief rabbit trail: I discovered yesterday that I'm allergic to another form of medicine, sulfa. This involved being so itchy all over my body I wanted to tear my skin off. The medicine they gave me made me want to crawl the walls, I was so restless and miserable. I spent about 4 hours at the after-hours doctors office then was transferred to the hospital by ambulance because I wasn't showing enough improvement to go home. I then spent another several hours there. That experience was awful. Today I've been just tired all day stupid medicine. end trail)
So back to moving, Yes I'm excited but I'm also a little sad, scared, and nervous. It'll be awesome to be on my own, meet new people, and explore a new city. As much as those are awesome they are kind of a bummer as well: I'm not exactly a people person but I like to be near people (I think this is also why I always have music on besides the fact I love music), I love my friends I have now and we'll miss seeing them often, and exploring a new city can be overwhelming for me on my own. Did I mention I'm leaving my boyfriend here? 6 months is a long time though not that long at least that's what I keep reminding myself. We survived me being in Europe for the summer and have no doubt we can and will survive this, it'll just be tough. I know how much I missed him while I was on my trip (he's my best friend and I love him.) which makes me not look forward to feeling that again. I know this job is what I need to do it'll be a great learning experience not only education-wise but also spiritually. I will be forced even more to depend on my Savior. I'm excited about this because this is a huge area I struggle with. I tend to be extremely self-sufficient. I know this causes problems not only in my relationship with God but with my friends and family as well. I'm sorry when it does and sometimes I don't realize when it's becoming an issue until to late. To those I've hurt I'm sorry.
Ok, maybe that was a bit deeper/sad than y'all wanted to read, oops. But I guess I was in a writing mood and need to get it off my chest.