movement

so remember how i was going to start writing? hah!good luck
nows as good a time as any right?
so...
updates - #thebrutalhonesttruth
feel like ive developed a lot over the last few years as much as ive stalled.
ive often thought that ive grown and gotten over all of my shit only to find out soon after than im far more messed up than i had imagined. overall im happy and accepting the fact that im going to have these moments has been a big part in that.
thought i was getting back on track, then realised i either had to leave brisbane or leave... i chose to leave brisbane. it took a massive loan and im still in debt. but im here.
as it is often the way with me i got things back to front. i decided i was good and ready to go and move to a bigger brand new city and start fresh... well that turned out horribly and i almost ended up on the streets and then went to adelaide to spend some healing time with my family.
if i could go back in time id have left brisbane and gone into the amazing loving care of my family straight away until i was strong enough to pick myself up again.
unfortunately hindsight actually isnt an amazing thing, its a fucking bitch. its like someone saying "yeah i totatlly knew you were going to fuck things up but instead of saying anything i decided to sit back and enjoy the show"
that being said Hind Sight could be my new stage name
eventually i decided i had to give one last crack at things. ive always been one to push on but i was at the stage i wasnt sure if i could fit back into 'normal society' which ive only just recognised the irony of as ive actually never cared to do so. it makes me wonder if the past 8 years have been a total waste of energy when i could have gone 'fuck you, ill do whatever i want'
anyway thats how i ended up taking a job in one of the most remote locations on earth. broome. got there being hired as a barista after not working for nearly 2 years. wasnt even sure if i could make coffee when i first got there, thought i might get fired in the first few weeks.
apparently its just like riding a bike because im still there.
despite anxiety, panic attacks, way more drugs and alcohol than any living being should ever consume... i got through.
i still have my moments, im still a strage little weird guy... but i got through...
its not the fucking oscars but there are so many people that dont know how thankful i am for the love and support they gave me.
my parents allen and jenny, my sister alicia and of course the energiser bunny of my nephew taylor jordan, all of my lady friends from brisbane, stephanie, katie, juliana, tanya, who i some day i get to see now that im almost a nomrally functioning person or as close to it as i ever was... you were all there to support me from the start and despite advice i recieved telling me not to confide i stuck with my gut and you wwere all more than anyone could have ever hoped for. marcus (thankyou for accepting me at my worst, i hope we get to hang out again and you get to see a better me) jacinta and sophie... id not have made it through those first few weeks if it wasnt for you baby sitting me. julian and tony... i know not everyone would understand or agree but you both helped me get through something i doubt id have managed without you. mel, mel mel... what can i even say... just thankyou. shannon for always being a mate, always... pauly for giving me the experience i needed without having to go through it, youre literally a life saver, dave, although youll probably never read this, you had a massive impact on my life and i hope one day i get to thank you in person. andy and corey for giving me shelter when i needed it. my broome family.... danni, sondra, glen, josh, carly,... by no means last priera... i know at times it probably seemed like i was the most messed up person you'd ever known but you all helped be to reintergrate back into the world and without your support and acceptance i woudnt have made it. youve all literally played a part in saving my life... and hey yall probably pay the price for that later ;)
and justin...  i can probably start a whole post just about you. you understood me when no one else did. you showed me intimacy when i thought i was incapable of it.  i dont know if you were consciously aware at the time how much of an impact you had on my life but without the phonecalls, the texts, the visit... if we never speak again you will still will have been one of the most beneficial influences on my life and youve never asked or expected anything from me. thankyou.
i know ive probably missed dozens. and im sorry. so many of you have helped played a part in my growth but after several pints and trying to edit im about done.
either way...
thankyou.
p.s. last but not least id like to thank my nan Dorothy. I feel like without you influence in my life I wouldn't at all be the person I am today with the strength and humour that i survive on.   #totalnannasboy
Im still in debt, im still a bit anti social, i can still be really awkward, havent gone on a date or been laid in years...
but i feel like im making progress
i think i can... i think i can... i know i can