So it's' been 8 months since I was disfellowshiped. I moved out of my mothers house accross the country to room with a friend. Things have been going ok, it's just strange to be so far away from everything that felt familiar, even the meetings. I would go when I was living with my mom, but since I've been out, I haven't been to any of them and it feels strange.
I've been doing things I never was able to before. Smoked a cigarette, went out dancing, went out drinking, watched a few horror movies, cursed, hooked up with someone I hardly knew... My next step is dyeing my hair purple. It's like my lifestyle has changed so drastically within the past couple weeks, and I'm not sure if it's just that I'm still adjusting, or if I'm just still attached to my old life, but sometimes (especially at night) I just feel sad. I think about my family, and what they're doing, my old friends, and even the idea of a God that I thought was a friend to me and who I'm not sure even exists anymore. For Christs sake, my mother who I've talked to everyday for the past 25 years of my life is now gone...the only way I know she still exists is her chat icon that shows up every once in a while on Facebook. And I know the only reason that she's still friends with me on FB, is to watch every single little thing that I do. I lack such a feeling of home and belonging. I have a few friends I can talk to now, but no one I can really pour my heart out to or who would even understand the situation on the level that I'm feeling it. So I guess thats why Im here tonight...
I don't know where to go or what to do. Either I cut myself completely from the life I built up...including the close bond with my family members, or I go back and pretend that I accept everything and believe it's the truth when i don't. I just feel like either choice is going to leave a giant void. It's like I finally realized that my life can never be the same again and it scares me to death.
Sorry to be such a downer.