The mocks are drawing closer and closer, they're beginning to haunt me even more so than they had before. I'm here, cowering away in a corner convincing myself that I couldn't get anything out of this, no matter what I put myself through.
But today gave me a shred of hope, a situation where friends where acually there at the right time. To be given support can make you feel so dependent on people, but ultimately, it helps, as long as you are there to recieve it and others are willing to provide it.
On the spot, it made me feel ligh and fuzzy inside, I wasn't sure how I should react, and instead, as always, kept my composure throughout that moment in time.
As I got home, I wanted to cry again, I really did. I was fearing for my life that I would have to stay behind for another 2 years. And what if even colleges don't want me? I've just gone and ended it there and then, right?
I need to go. What was supposed to be simple work, amounted into a load of problems. I will deal with writing a proper blog post at a later date.
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