Turning Point
Recent events have thrown a wrench into the works of my carefully laid out plans. Its made me question if I was ever doing the right thing in the first place. But, despite all that's happened I fiercely believe that this is what I have to do.
Last month marked the anniversary of one year since I left Drexel University.
It seems like ages since that happened. But its only been a year, and I've come very far in that year and hopefully- I can come even further. I've lost some of the weight I gained while I was there, I've gotten my Driver's License, I paid my way through community college and I held a near full-time job. I did everything in my power to facilitate my move to Blacksburg and I managed to land two jobs and also find a place I could afford to live. I'm still free of self-harm, I've gotten a little bit better at managing my emotions and best of all I haven't committed suicide.
There are some people that think that I should have come much further than I have.
From them, I want to know how I could be expected to recover from such a shocking life event as that so quickly? How could I just pop back to my feet immediately after that?
Something like that is traumatizing to someone like me. Someone that already has emotional issues. I felt like a year was a reasonable amount of time.
Things are about to change for the better or for worse. Guess which one I'm ready for? This is the turning point.
So many people have asked me if I am just moving for Russ, or to get away from my parents. And the answer is truly no. I'm doing this for me. Because I know myself, and I would never put this amount of work into something that I didn't really want for me. I know that if I move things will change.
I know that if I stay at home, nothing will.
Last month marked the anniversary of one year since I left Drexel University.
It seems like ages since that happened. But its only been a year, and I've come very far in that year and hopefully- I can come even further. I've lost some of the weight I gained while I was there, I've gotten my Driver's License, I paid my way through community college and I held a near full-time job. I did everything in my power to facilitate my move to Blacksburg and I managed to land two jobs and also find a place I could afford to live. I'm still free of self-harm, I've gotten a little bit better at managing my emotions and best of all I haven't committed suicide.
There are some people that think that I should have come much further than I have.
From them, I want to know how I could be expected to recover from such a shocking life event as that so quickly? How could I just pop back to my feet immediately after that?
Something like that is traumatizing to someone like me. Someone that already has emotional issues. I felt like a year was a reasonable amount of time.
Things are about to change for the better or for worse. Guess which one I'm ready for? This is the turning point.
So many people have asked me if I am just moving for Russ, or to get away from my parents. And the answer is truly no. I'm doing this for me. Because I know myself, and I would never put this amount of work into something that I didn't really want for me. I know that if I move things will change.
I know that if I stay at home, nothing will.