today is exactly a year since i met alex for the first time. and even though we didn’t speak after that day for around 3 months, it’s crazy how much has changed in the past year and how our relationship has progressed. this saturday is our 6 month anniversary and it’s just so strange that this time last year he was just an acquaintance.
so a few weeks ago i signed up for counselling, which for me was a big deal and it took a lot of balls for me to do it, then they made me wait 6 weeks for an initial meeting, and that was last week, and now i have to wait over a month for my next session
complete bullshit
it was supposed to be a weekly thing, but no. i’m not even gonna bother anymore.
counselling on monday is hopefully gonna be the start of something better for me. slowly but hopefully a new start, getting rid of all the shit and eating troubles and moods and just yeah. i’m nervous to talk about it all and be told things i don’t wanna hear, but i know it’s gonna be better for me.
so my two best friends are in barcelona right now and i’m happy that they got to go cus they both needed a break but i’m gutted that i couldn’t afford it cus i’m talkin to them both now and they’ve been there literally 4/5 hours and are having the time of their life, but without me
idk i’m just feeling kinda left out i suppose
