UPDATE: My [23F] mom [54F] doesn't want me to apply for a job because it would involve relocation.

Previous post here.
My post didn't get a lot of attention, but I wanted to update the people who commented and sent me PMs.
I applied for the job. I landed an interview. I got the job.
I told my mom the day I got the call for the interview that I applied for it, and now I had an interview in a few days. She wasn't too pleased that I didn't tell her I applied for the job anyway, but she quickly got over it when I informed her again that I would love to get the job and if I did get it, I saw myself staying with the organization for probably the rest of my life.
She became excited for me, and the day before I left to go to the interview, she expressed how much she was proud of me for following my dreams, like she did not, and not letting anyone stop me, like she did. She wished me good luck and told me that she knew I'd do great.
I start the new job in a few weeks, which will give me plenty of time to get my things together and prepare for a huge move in my life. My boss is extremely excited for me (tbh, I think she helped get me the job. I listed her as a reference, and she knows most of the people I'll be working with), and can't wait to see me succeed in this new position (conservation is a small world).
Thank you to those who told me to go for the job anyway, because without that push from strangers, I don't think I would have applied.
tl;dr: I applied for a dream job with a dream company, landed an interview, and accepted the job. I start in a few weeks. My mom is excited, my boss is excited, I'm excited. I still can't believe this.


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