Sep 01, 2005 02:57
9 days to go until I head for home. With gas prices being the way they are, its gonna be a long 2 weeks until I can safely say I am home in Buffalo New York.
Shanika and I split up. She needs space and what not and I determined that I just need her, so until shes ready to be mine for the long run, I guess I am the only one who will hold me until then.
Matt and I have talked a little bit, although it just doesn't feel like it used to feel. I love him stil and hes still my best friend, but I just don't know about everything right now.
My mom will be out of the hospital sooner than expected, but I still feel that going home is what is going to be best for me. I need a chance to feel like if I fall, for once there will be people who have the ability of catching me, and lately i've been very off balance.
Once I gt home I will be getting into going to church. I feel as though I have reached rock bottom and right now there is one man who can help me. I don't know him very well but the times I have met him, with Matthew, he seems like the nicest and most understanding man I have ever met. I hope he can help me.
I have been tempted to do things I feel very against. I have not given into them as of yet, but I feel very weak...I will get help once I get home. I promise.
Please don't worry about me friends...I wll be ok.
Hopefully you believe that, cause I sure as hell don't right now.
Love and Peace,
Bubba