here I go, again, on my own...
My previous questions and concerns are no longer neccessary. It's official, final, whatever you want to call it.
Yeah, we all have our hurricane seasons. Maybe it's time I put mine behind me. Maybe it's time I step into the sun. I suppose I got my wish- I'm free. I'm free to live as I please.
I'm going to keep trying to get a job. I'll put every penny towards my new adventure. I'm returning to Italy in February. Perhaps, if I save up enough, I can travel even more. Italy's taken care of, I'll just have to worry about the rest. Matt invited me to London. I've been to London, but I never left the airport, so I don't really count it as being there at all. I wandered the Heathrow Airport for three hours, trying to figure out what the heck I was doing. It'd be good to see him; I think he's one out of the two friends I have left (you are and will be my best friend no matter what- take no offense to anything I have to say. You know you're loved). But that is something I could do. When I get back, I have the option of living with Lucas, wherever he may go. But I still want to live in Nashville. Maybe I'll come back here and work until that's a possibility.
Keep me in your prayers, if you don't mind. God knows I could use all the prayer I can get.
There's a life out there somewhere for me. I thought it was something that it's not. But I'm willing to accept that. I wasn't for a long time; I avoided it every day. But I understand now that it's just something that cannot be. I understand and it's okay.
I'm ashamed of the way I've been, the things I've done, and the way I can turn everything around to my (supposed) benefit. I'm sorry for that. For many things. I'm sorry it took me so very long.
I'm going to step out into the sun. Come what may.
Yeah, we all have our hurricane seasons. Maybe it's time I put mine behind me. Maybe it's time I step into the sun. I suppose I got my wish- I'm free. I'm free to live as I please.
I'm going to keep trying to get a job. I'll put every penny towards my new adventure. I'm returning to Italy in February. Perhaps, if I save up enough, I can travel even more. Italy's taken care of, I'll just have to worry about the rest. Matt invited me to London. I've been to London, but I never left the airport, so I don't really count it as being there at all. I wandered the Heathrow Airport for three hours, trying to figure out what the heck I was doing. It'd be good to see him; I think he's one out of the two friends I have left (you are and will be my best friend no matter what- take no offense to anything I have to say. You know you're loved). But that is something I could do. When I get back, I have the option of living with Lucas, wherever he may go. But I still want to live in Nashville. Maybe I'll come back here and work until that's a possibility.
Keep me in your prayers, if you don't mind. God knows I could use all the prayer I can get.
There's a life out there somewhere for me. I thought it was something that it's not. But I'm willing to accept that. I wasn't for a long time; I avoided it every day. But I understand now that it's just something that cannot be. I understand and it's okay.
I'm ashamed of the way I've been, the things I've done, and the way I can turn everything around to my (supposed) benefit. I'm sorry for that. For many things. I'm sorry it took me so very long.
I'm going to step out into the sun. Come what may.