making it on my own

A bombshell dropped. Suddenly I feel so alone. So... abandoned.

I just realised that I have nothing left here anymore. That my life isn't here anymore. That I don't belong here.

2 years away...

Thats enough to change everything. And there's no point trying to force things to be the same, they aren't, and they will never be. People I've loved and cared for, they're no longer the same... or rather, I'm not the same anymore.

It's come to a point when I meet up with old friends and realise that we have nothing in common anymore, and that we're actually only seeing each other for old time's sake. Because we've all moved on with our lives.

I have a problem. My problem is that I tend to depend on others. That I need guidance. It doesn't seem that way, I give the impression that I've got it all under control, that I'm independant and don't need anyone.

But I do. I've always had someone on the sidelines, cheering me on. Giving me advise on what to do. A safety net in case I fall.

I guess now all harnesses have been cut off, and the safety net's been taken away.

The moment of reckoning... it's do or die.

And this chick's learning to spread her wings and fly.