Feb 23, 2009 13:16
So, I think I've been kidding myself. Ever since I had to leave school there's a part of me that's believed that was some sort of magic bullet. LIke, all I needed to do was move back home and suddenly my health would just fall into line. I wanna go to Korea in the fall, so by the fall I'll be 'cured'. I wanna get a nice job so I can save some money to actually get to Korea, well then I'll just wake up every morning feeling refreshed and motivated and ready to get a job and go to work. The doctor say the pills take one to two years, not for Cristina, for Cristina it'll be maybe 9 or 10 months.
The worst part is that I never went more than a few days at a time without having some sort of plan for the 'future' and now I feel like I have no idea. And I guess it's, you know, scary or terrifying or totally making me insane. As easy going as I like to think I am, I think I've just been afraid of the unknown all along.