Here I am away from home in a strange place by myself. It's a nice place and I've been pretty active, so far. But I can't seem to shake that stupid anxiety that I have. I keep thinking that something bad is going to happen. I went through that last year when I took a trip to another place that was far from home. It's ruining my time. I've been asking myself, "why did you do this?". I'm feeling very alone here, even though the people in the area I'm in are unbelievably friendly. Well I'm pretty much alone anyways at home. Though I do have one friend; and my job is the only reason I stay at where I live.

I had a talk with my sister. It went OK. She keeps telling me that someday I will move back to where she is. I prefer not to because I lived there before and didn't like it at all. She told me that our cousin and her husband are interested in moving to where she is. My sister gets along great with them. I wish I would have some great family members that would want to move to where I live.