Moving on

I have decided to move back to London. I was there briefly about seven years ago. I was not really interested in progressing at the time so did not really have a purpose to stay there.
I am changing. The old me does not reflect the new me. I need a new life. 
I have decided to go back to education. I need a new career. I realise a job is more than just money. It is a goal, it is an ambition. It is not just a status. It is a path. Path of success, path of happiness.
As I am going to need a whole new set of skills for this new path I am going to have to be prepared to do a lot of unpaid work and volunteering which I am really excited about!
I need to be in centre of it all. I need to be in the capital city. 
My dreams of buying a three bedroom house are slowly vanishing! My money will not go far in London! I will need an extra £25 million to get the house I want in the city!
Sacrifices are going to have to be made. I will have to settle for a smaller living area. I am going to sell my beloved car as I feel there is no need for it when living in cities. 
My money will be an invested into me. 
I feel like I am taking the first step of my new life. The first step onto the ladder. I am so grateful for being blessed with this knowledge. I am so grateful that I found the word codependency. If I had not of found it I would of carried on living my self destructive life. For the first time in my life I feel free. I am growing. I am moving forwards. I am living the life that I always felt like I should be living. I am happy.