I am.

This past month has been the hardest month I have ever endured, but yet it has been the most amazing. I have been in more places than I ever though I would see, and have experienced more things than I ever thought I would.

It's been difficult however. I have learned so much about myself, about other people, and about where I belong in life. and it always has been and always will be with God in the Catholic church. It's interesting when you realize where you fit, it's like you're a puzzle piece left over and wedged inside the game cupboard. But when someone finds you and puts you back in your place on the puzzle, you feel snug and comfortable, and you can't even remember how it was that you strayed away.

These past few weeks I have spent complaining and being upset about my situation, my social situation that is. After all the problems and the wondering where I went wrong, and what in the world I could do to fix it, I finally realized that it wasn't so bad after all. Yeah i don't have someone to rely on, someone who will always be there, but maybe I was looking in the wrong place, maybe that person isn't actually a person at all, but someone who is always watching over me from above, and who has given me everything in this world, everything that I could ever ask for and more.

I told my parents today that I was doing better. Nothing had really changed, except for me that is. The first thing my dad said was that there was nothing wrong with that. There was nothing wrong with being alone, without a group or someone to rely on. That maybe this time was for me. My mom said she was glad because she was worried about me, but my dad said he wasn't, he knew I could handle anything, and that whatever happened I would be ok.

I had forgotten the most important thing. I had forgotten that I am Felicity Rose Landa, strong, independent, stubborn, impatient, tough as nails, organized, smart, strong-willed, and in desperate need of anger management.

It's hard for anyone to be alone. And I'm not saying it's going to be easy. At this point, even though my microphone on my computer doesn't work and I can't talk to people at home, one of my best friends and the only person who would really understand what I'm going through isn't around to talk to, and there's no one here who knows me enough to want to listen and to actually care, I'm stuck.

But I'm not just stuck. I'm also Felicity Rose Landa, and if anyone can make the best of a weird situation, and stay strong and independent, it's me.