decisions

I love him, I really do. He wants us to move to Mexico, and stay, make a life together there. I don't want to go. Plain and simple. When love is involved you do things that may not be so pleasant, I mean, I don't mind going for afew months, or even on vacations, but to stay..? no I don't think so. I need my family still, and it's crazy as much as I didn't want to come back, I am afraid to leave again, and all this stupid crap with my registration is rediculous. I don't want to go through all the horse shit again. He has all kinds of contacts down there, and it would be good for his line of work, it's in san miguel a great art community. But what about me? What am I going to do? I like art, not too sure if I want to be that involved with it, but I can't sit on my ass all day long, or party all night either. Again I ask, What about me?