12months
Tomorrow the 17th of July will be 12months to the day that I lost Henry.
What a roller coaster of events have occured lets recap
3 days after henry died, i got my motorbike licence, basicaly because i was booked in prior to his death and everyone told me to go and sit it as it will be the best thing i could have done. and guess what they were right. thou i have had 2 accidents on it thou i have managed to walk away from both without too much injury.
1 week to the day we burried henry.
for the next 2months i slowly and painfully lost my mind, and had a break down all the while still living in the house henry killed himself in.
Got medicated, resigned from work still not crash hot mentaly, and living in that house.
Lets skip forward a few months, With the inherantance i got, I did henrys car up, brought a new motor bike, and helped out some very close friends.
At this point, i decided i was going to go to qld to get better and live with the folks for awhile. thou i got a job offer so i decided to stay for a month and come back.
I did so, managed to get a speeding fine along the way, but the job fell thru in a matter of words, and the shit of sydney was all too much.
So i went to friends of mind up in the hunter valley. THE BEST DESION OF MY LIFE>!!!!!
In the throws of doing so, I have met a wonderful wonderful man. Never In my entire life have i felt like this, each time we meet its like too old souls meeting. we just click. its still early days which scares us both because of the feelings involed on both parts, and i know as strong as i am becoming i am still very fragile. I will not handle being hurt, but saying that nor would he. He has 2 kids, which suit me fine considering I will not be able to have them easily. He is a truck dirver, which is great seeing as i have fallen for trucks.
Even before meeting Daniel, shaun(my big little brother who helped me out in my darkest hours+ use to be a truck driver) had our own plans about buying a truck and driving up and down the east coast. NEHoo daniel called me earlier this evening whilst he is on his way back from golburn, just to stay, that he would keep his distance tomorrow, however he would be a call away if i needed/wanted him to have a shoulder to cry on. that proably doesnt sound as awsome as it makes me feel, and i proably am leaving details out here and there but you get that.
Even with what henry meant/means to me, I know that he wasnt the one. It sounds cold, well it does to me, But i think i have found him, in daniel, I just hope so.
I am better, thou my brain is still fried, i dont handle stress, i have a odd sence of smell and taste some does i cant smell or taste a thing other i could be eating chicken and it taste like beef. Werid.
My job was my life prior to everything occuring, what did occur put things in prespective for me. My dream now is to become a bike mechanic. My case worker type thingie, has organised for me to go do a mechanics course for a month to see how i go. I am excited.
Oh I also have on the books the plans to do a project car. Its a case of finding the one that jumps out to me. I want to do a muscle car, or a mighty boy and feral it to take the piss out of the locals. after working on black betty (henrys car) i have a bug of wanting to do up cars.
I want some thing that still runs on a carbie and preferably without electrions cause it will be easier to work with. So keep me in mind if you know of anything or see anything.
For you sydney folk, I will be down in sydney friday night/saturday if anyone wants to hook up who i havent spoken to yet.
What a roller coaster of events have occured lets recap
3 days after henry died, i got my motorbike licence, basicaly because i was booked in prior to his death and everyone told me to go and sit it as it will be the best thing i could have done. and guess what they were right. thou i have had 2 accidents on it thou i have managed to walk away from both without too much injury.
1 week to the day we burried henry.
for the next 2months i slowly and painfully lost my mind, and had a break down all the while still living in the house henry killed himself in.
Got medicated, resigned from work still not crash hot mentaly, and living in that house.
Lets skip forward a few months, With the inherantance i got, I did henrys car up, brought a new motor bike, and helped out some very close friends.
At this point, i decided i was going to go to qld to get better and live with the folks for awhile. thou i got a job offer so i decided to stay for a month and come back.
I did so, managed to get a speeding fine along the way, but the job fell thru in a matter of words, and the shit of sydney was all too much.
So i went to friends of mind up in the hunter valley. THE BEST DESION OF MY LIFE>!!!!!
In the throws of doing so, I have met a wonderful wonderful man. Never In my entire life have i felt like this, each time we meet its like too old souls meeting. we just click. its still early days which scares us both because of the feelings involed on both parts, and i know as strong as i am becoming i am still very fragile. I will not handle being hurt, but saying that nor would he. He has 2 kids, which suit me fine considering I will not be able to have them easily. He is a truck dirver, which is great seeing as i have fallen for trucks.
Even before meeting Daniel, shaun(my big little brother who helped me out in my darkest hours+ use to be a truck driver) had our own plans about buying a truck and driving up and down the east coast. NEHoo daniel called me earlier this evening whilst he is on his way back from golburn, just to stay, that he would keep his distance tomorrow, however he would be a call away if i needed/wanted him to have a shoulder to cry on. that proably doesnt sound as awsome as it makes me feel, and i proably am leaving details out here and there but you get that.
Even with what henry meant/means to me, I know that he wasnt the one. It sounds cold, well it does to me, But i think i have found him, in daniel, I just hope so.
I am better, thou my brain is still fried, i dont handle stress, i have a odd sence of smell and taste some does i cant smell or taste a thing other i could be eating chicken and it taste like beef. Werid.
My job was my life prior to everything occuring, what did occur put things in prespective for me. My dream now is to become a bike mechanic. My case worker type thingie, has organised for me to go do a mechanics course for a month to see how i go. I am excited.
Oh I also have on the books the plans to do a project car. Its a case of finding the one that jumps out to me. I want to do a muscle car, or a mighty boy and feral it to take the piss out of the locals. after working on black betty (henrys car) i have a bug of wanting to do up cars.
I want some thing that still runs on a carbie and preferably without electrions cause it will be easier to work with. So keep me in mind if you know of anything or see anything.
For you sydney folk, I will be down in sydney friday night/saturday if anyone wants to hook up who i havent spoken to yet.