I'm sitting at my flight gate, boarding is in 2 hours. I'm just stuck here with my thoughts and my phone, and my experiences from my 45 days at my therapy thing. I realise I have a lot of explaining to do before most people here get what I'm talking about. Worse, I have nothing to do while the plane arrives, and I need to do something.
Other than Janet, I don't think anyone has any idea what's been going on in my life. A month and a half ago, I got academically disqualified. I was spending about 10 hours a day in front of a computer, avoiding work. That disqualification was the last straw for me, I slumped into a pretty bad mood. I thought I was worthless, that my life effectively over. My family thought it would be best if I got sent to an internet addiction program. I didn't disagree. I told everyone I know I was being treated for depression, except for janet who was with me (online) as I found everything out and what was going to happen to me.
I don't think going there was the worst thing for me, it probably was the best, so why am I posting this here?
Well, I found out that my visa was cancelled. I found out that my brothers are drawing up their own plans for what I should do, without letting me know a thing about what was going on. I also miss my friends, and I feel like I need to be able to talk to someone. I feel I need to be listened to as I'm sitting here, about as far as I can be from anyone that I know. I have no idea what's in store for me next, or for the rest of my life.
Anyway, I've been rambling. Sorry, and thanks for listening.