Reflections.

It has been a week since "it" happened.

I still haven't spoken to my parents, although Mum decided to randomly text Anthony late Friday night asking him where he was. Awkward. I haven't been called back about jobs, but I have applied for some in Cairns and spoken to Centrelink about bludging from tax payers. I am still feeling as lost as ever but I'm not as depressed. Probably because Anthony and I are returning our relationship back to where it makes both of us really happy and when things are fine with him; life is always bearable.

I'm going to end this here because I feel if I delve too deply, I may get to that point where I feel helpless again. Things are looking up and my situation isn't as bad as many others in the world.

At the end of the day, I know God has everything planned out for me. I'm not a very religious person but that is something I do believe in whole heartedly.