For the 3 people who will actually read this, I apologize for my lack of correspondense. I'll attempt to detail what has happened over the last 3 months.
Lots of frustration mixed with a blend of bad and good luck. The frustration comes with work and the attempt to sell my house. I'm amazed at how the people around me concern themselves with the most meaningless things that have nothing to do with them. I wish the energy wasted would be spent on people in need. Very few people realize the seriousness of what is happening in Darfur as well as several other places in Africa, Burma/Myanmar, Moldova, and many more.
Unfortunately, I wont be going to school this year. I was accepted into the social work program I dreamed of but I needed my house sold to make it happen and I ran out of time. So of course, I have new interest in my house just after the deadline!
It will likely be a while, but I'm hoping to do more volunteer work. At this time, I will not say where, but my focus is in a place that is in need of a lot of help. A dear friend that I would love to be closer to also influences these thoughts.
Another frustrating thing for me was not being able to speak to the local schools about trafficking this year. An old friend/teacher was suppose to set it up but I never heard back despite my inquiries. I put a lot of time into preparing a presentation that would cover the most important point and hopefully inspire students to get proactive on the matter. If I could only stress one thing with human trafficking.... it's that you would not likely know if a person was trafficked or not. The conditioning before victims are put to work is so intense, they will often do what they're told with a smile on their face when it's over. I believe it was an IOM study that showed most victims were "broken-in" over a period anywhere from 2 weeks to 6 months. Think of a military boot-camp with beatings and rape.
One of the things I missed the most while I was abroad was live music. Funny thing is, I have seen very few shows since I've returned. Hard to believe it's been nearly a year. Hard to believe I'm still here.
My ankle injury still bothers me a bit but not holding me back. My heart holds more weight anyway. A few things I experienced and witnessed still haunt me. More importantly, they still motivate me.
Despite my depression with my current situation, I'm happy because of one person. I consider myself lucky. Just hope to expand my luck.
That's all I'll say for now. Hope everyone is well. I'll happily answer any questions anyone may have.
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