Today is officially the first day of the rest of my life. Maybe that’s being a little dramatic. So I’ll say that today is the first day of the next stage of my life. Let me explain…

For the most part, we all know what’s been happening in my life over the past few months, but the last 2 are the most interesting. The last 2 months I had been staying with some “friends” because I lost my apartment. Now, I know you’re wondering why I parentheses around the word friends. Here’s why. These people who I was staying with talked like they were my friends, at times they somewhat acted like they were my friends, but thy really weren’t. And it taught me a valuable lesson that I thought I had learned before. Before, I had learned that there’s nobody in this world that I can honestly rely on except for myself. That is completely untrue. Your friends, I’m talking about actual real-life friends, will do what they can to help when they can. And your family is always gonna be there for you, even if you’re a bit of screw-up like me. And I’d like to thank a special young lady for helping my re-learn that lesson. Thank you very much! I’ve told you before that your worth to me is unfathomable, even by me. I honestly appreciate you more and more each day.

Here’s the reason why I went through this re-learning process. I’m not trying to make excuses, I’m just trying to explain. I’ve gone so long in this life without having to rely on my family. Most of my life, my support network consisted of just one person. When that person left this world, it kinda threw me into a bit of tailspin. I wasn’t sure which way was up, and so when it came down to deciding who I should lean on for support in my time of need, I went the wrong way. Now, my “friends” did help me get my belongings somewhere safe, they did give me shelter, but they also gave me a lot of stress. I became the scapegoat in a horrible situation. And that cost me greatly. Now, don’t get me wrong, it cost me no money. Just 2 people that I considered friends, about 20 pounds that I probably could have afforded losing anyway and a TV that I will recover. That’s a pretty fair price to learn a valuable lesson, right?

But anyway, that’s all in the past now. I’m out of the dungeon and into the light for the first time in a very long time it seems. And it feels GOOD! I’ve made mention that it was kinda hard to get back to being myself after my father died. Today, feels like I made the first real step towards doing that. Thanks to family, both current and prospective. Assalamu alaikam.