I've waiting a long time to write this, my first journal, and while the days are running out on this site I still think I can contribute something to it.
I'm Alex, I'm almost fourteen, and I'm writing this at the 28th address I've lived at in my life. Yes, you read that correctly.
My Mom is a travel nurse, and every 13 months we move to a new place as she takes on a different assignment. There's a critical nursing shortage in the United States, and because she's a NICU (Neonatal Intensive Care Unit) specialist she's in demand. She's makes really good money ($100,000+ a year) and one of the perks is that our housing costs are completely covered. For most people housing is 30% or more of their income so that's a big deal!
Mom loves to travel and have new experiences, and starting over every few months is exciting for her. We get to see some great places, and everywhere we lived has been a new adventure. For her it's the job of a lifetime.
For me it means as soon as I feel comfortable somewhere I have to leave, and with each move that's getting harder for me. Mom knows this, and she does things to try to make it easier for me. I don't have a Dad, so it's just us.
We have a deal that I get to live in my hometown with my grandparents between April to June so I can play baseball, my favorite sport and a huge part of my life. I also have the option of going to my local school or home schooling using the lesson plans of my hometown school each time we move. I'm also a Boy Scout, and as soon as I am settled in my new home I join a local troop.
What Mom doesn't know is that I'm gay, well mostly gay anyway. I've had a lot of experiences, both gay and straight, and when you know you'll be leaving soon it makes things easier. It also means having a steady boyfriend is impossible.
I'll write more about my life and travels in the near future, but for now I'll call it a night.