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was still unstable, plus the fact that i feel sick doesn't really help either. i got my first attack at a museum and it was really terrible. i remember i was alone and i cried at the stairs right in front of Trafalgar Square. people was looking and some of them did ask me if i was okay. i guess that was when the thought of me being alone in a foreign country hit me. i still remember how bad i was shaking and texted my friends at the same time. glad that i pulled it thru though. also, celebrated mom's birthday at Hyde Park and it was such a beautiful day. it was so sunny so the park was pretty crowded. luckily i found a spot and sat under a big tree for a couple hours. it did feel like you were there with me too, honestly. went home with a smile on my face, of course after all those crying sessions in public lol.
also, there were a few times when i felt shitty because i couldn't be physically there for my friends. it does suck though. and of course, this was when i thought distance could make us stronger. lol. nevertheless, 'twas a good time.
