13 weeks.
Well I’ll be damned, I thought it was 14 weeks until I just checked on here! Anyhow, 91 days is a bloody long time to not do anything for.
I don’t know how to start this off really. I haven’t posted in weeks – nor have I wanted to, nor have I needed to, nor havd I had time to. It’s been a stressful few weeks…
Firstly, Geordie I am in a travelodge in Dudley right st this very moment, and tomorrow I will be embarking on the start of a new beginning. I am looking forward to going to GM but I am shitting it massively at the same time. I am very tired, I have had to catch 2 planes 2 trains and a taxi to get here and I just want my bed, but I promised myself that I would write before going in. Thanks for being by my side every step of the way, I’ve thought about you every day and I hope to god you’re doing well (I’m sure you are). I really wanted to write to you but if it wasn’t going to come out naturally then I didn’t want to force it. I did want to but I didn’t want to be on the forjms in the past weeks.
My life has kind of flipped upside down in the past 3 or so weeks. I’ve met a girl, the job I thought I would have post GM I don’t think I will have, I’ve realised my weak points with my parents, my bestfriend has let me down, people I thought weren’t my friends have demonstrated they love me, my uncle has been extremely helpful, etc. I can’t go on and on, it’s late and I am tired and I have an early start.
I’m disapointed i have left this until now. I like writing and ai”. **** for leaving it until now, and for stopping writing kn the first place. There are so many things I can write about from my past few weeks, but do you know what? It’s in the past, just like my gambling will be. I’m here, almost in GM, and I’m determined to get my life back on track. I have half the world behind me, and it’s now just down to me.
Go team Rory.
Thanks to everyone else, I mentioned Geordie because he’d been there since day one but shoutouts to Jonny, Vera and everyone else who has supported me along the way. This isn’t a goodbye. This is a see you later. Not a full stop, but a new parragraph. This isn’t a new life, but a new chapter of my life.
I really would love to ramble on but I haven’t the time. Thanks guys, you don’t know how much I mean that.
Keep up with your recoveries. These next 98 days are going to be fucking hard for me, and I’m gonna be rooting for every one of you guys, and I hope you’ll be doing the same for me.
Take care.
MrExon
To be resumed.