It took me 2 **** weeks to be able to go a bike ride around a park near my house.
I didn't leave my house for almost a freaken year except for my cigg runs.
I had to phyic myself out just to go to the store and get ciggs to last me a couple month.
The **** sunlight cut into my skin. Samba had to conveince me for an hour for me to go outside
Graudually i was able to make myself sit at the **** park for a couple of hours.
I had to phyic myself out to go to wal-mart...lmao
Then the next week i made myself go to the mall
Then the next week I made myself to a **** pinic function deal with fucken thousand of people around.
Then the next to a parade.
Then I actaully went back to fucken work to sit a **** office with 4 fucken walls again..instead of my house.lol
It took me almost a month to adjust to that...gradually I was able to flirt with the girls in the office.
Then I had to go to work in fucken Mexico...At frist it scared the honeysuckle out of me.
Freaken people everywhere and I didn't know a **** word of spanish..
It sucked...there were beautiful latina babes everywhere in a city of 2 millions.
I took a walk every at lunch into nighbourhood I'm havn't been...It was freaky.lol
i tried to chit chat with some of the babes standing in line during border crossing.
Then i had to take a **** bus ride home...but I still thought it was okay...anything is
better than those **** 4 walls.
Then I drive into San Degio with a freind almost every other week...Just the drive is
therapy for me.
Now i go to work with people around me all the time.
I attend meetings every night...just to get the fresia out of the house and be around people.
Sometimes I'll run into me EX-GF and have my dramma session...lmao
I even took the puppy for a walk tonight...it was cool.
2 babes came over to pet the puppy
I took baby steps...I develope habits of not staying home all the time now.
Errr...it's almost like in reverse now...I have to make myself stay home to do shores
For a while..I had to tell my freinds..I had to come home and talk to a girl i met on-line.
My friends IRL were like....WTF do you mean you have to be home at 9 PM...are married or what ?...lmao