Two more days and i have passed my six month mark. This is so bitter sweet because i see my friends succeeding and some moving on with their lives. Some said they would keep in contact and some said i will see you when you get back. Some said they would love me forever no matter where i went and some said they couldn't live with out me. Right now, these days before my sixth month mark i feel all alone, so helpless. I don't feel loved, by the only one i wanted to be loved by. And i miss all the friends that would help me get through this time. It is almost on the verge of depression because these thoughts of me being so far behind everyone, gets me so down in the dumps. At this six months mark, i need more prayer than ever because this is really hard being away for this long, while being out of your comfort zone, or even in the arms of someone who said they loved me...
Words are just words if there is no action behind it...
Kiswahili word:
ombe- to pray
