cobl04
45:33
So I just got back from a six-day youth leadership/personal development type camp, called "Rotary Youth Leadership Awards" (RYLA).
It was the best - and most fun - week of my entire life to date.
No phones. No TV. No internet. No outside world. No booze. We boarded a bus Sunday morning and none of us knew each other.
We left earlier today, many in tears. I didn't cry but fuck was it hard. The people I have met are truly fucking amazing people. Like the guy who was homeless for 15 months but finished his VCE this year. Or the girl who was in an abusive relationship now in a better one and supporting the White Ribbon organisation. The girl who has depression and was about to throw it all in before turning her life around at RYLA. The beautiful girl I met and made a great connection with. I don't see a relationship ever forming - but she is incredible and I'll gladly take a friendship. We hugged today, as she cried. It was the most fulfilling hug of my life.
My "buddy" - everyone had a "buddy", it was a way of checking we were all there. Again I don't think we'll form a relationship but she is amazing too and my heart feels great again talking about this girl, these girls, these people.
I met like-minded people. People who are truly passionate about changing the world. It was fucking incredible. I feel more confident and self-assured than I ever have.
And it was so much fun. I threw myself right out there, right out of my comfort zone, and embraced the week, did as much as I possibly could. Fuck the possibility of embarrassment right? Just make people smile and laugh.
We all wrote each other "warm fuzzies" - notes for each other. And people have written some great things about me, and my passion and my confidence and my personality and all these things that I did doubt.
People throw the words "life-changing" around a lot but I think this program really may have been life-changing. I've resolved to make our family better, and I think I really mean it this time.
I'm so emotional. My chest is swirling. I can't eat. I can't describe how I feel. I'm listening to Destroyer's Thief, and the music is just so perfectly accompanying my feelings right now.
I'm so happy, happier than ever, but I'm also really depressed. It was such a great time, and the chances are we'll all never ever be in a room together ever again. How can I settle back into reality when I was so incredibly moved by the vibe of the past six days?
Holy fuck.
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It was the best - and most fun - week of my entire life to date.
No phones. No TV. No internet. No outside world. No booze. We boarded a bus Sunday morning and none of us knew each other.
We left earlier today, many in tears. I didn't cry but fuck was it hard. The people I have met are truly fucking amazing people. Like the guy who was homeless for 15 months but finished his VCE this year. Or the girl who was in an abusive relationship now in a better one and supporting the White Ribbon organisation. The girl who has depression and was about to throw it all in before turning her life around at RYLA. The beautiful girl I met and made a great connection with. I don't see a relationship ever forming - but she is incredible and I'll gladly take a friendship. We hugged today, as she cried. It was the most fulfilling hug of my life.
My "buddy" - everyone had a "buddy", it was a way of checking we were all there. Again I don't think we'll form a relationship but she is amazing too and my heart feels great again talking about this girl, these girls, these people.
I met like-minded people. People who are truly passionate about changing the world. It was fucking incredible. I feel more confident and self-assured than I ever have.
And it was so much fun. I threw myself right out there, right out of my comfort zone, and embraced the week, did as much as I possibly could. Fuck the possibility of embarrassment right? Just make people smile and laugh.
We all wrote each other "warm fuzzies" - notes for each other. And people have written some great things about me, and my passion and my confidence and my personality and all these things that I did doubt.
People throw the words "life-changing" around a lot but I think this program really may have been life-changing. I've resolved to make our family better, and I think I really mean it this time.
I'm so emotional. My chest is swirling. I can't eat. I can't describe how I feel. I'm listening to Destroyer's Thief, and the music is just so perfectly accompanying my feelings right now.
I'm so happy, happier than ever, but I'm also really depressed. It was such a great time, and the chances are we'll all never ever be in a room together ever again. How can I settle back into reality when I was so incredibly moved by the vibe of the past six days?
Holy fuck.
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