The American in London- Part 3 when I see you again?

So, now we are here where I get to explain the person, that for the first 6 months being here was just exhausting and costly. But at the very end something good came that it didn’t come from a gift or from nothing extraordinary. It came from the heart…..

But before we get into this I have to rewind a bit I forgot one last thing in the last part, which I think I should have mention, because this came from the dark times as well. So durin the first couple of months being here that feeling of alone caught up to me to the point, I didn’t leave my room to even socialise with housemates. I just stayed in my room curled and ate sausage and bread in my, nothing more. It was a dark time I will admit, I would be lying if it wasn’t. Someone might be thinking that’s not a big deal, well to that someone remember when I got here, I had no one here , I didn’t know anyone. To be honest I was homesick already I missed my home back in Miami everything my cats and my family and friends, it wasn’t easy but then again no said it was gonna be easy. So now to regular schedule post.

So, I guess to say the least I was a bit nervous to making contact with her, because I didn’t really her know her that well and also I only here know her mutually by someone else back home. So, I guess the only thing I could say was “hi” and “how are you doing?”. So we are chatting in the mean time about something, anything really. I mean it was odd on both ends I mean we never met before. So we finally agree we should meet each other, I mean if your gonna have one friend in London you should make the attempt to meet correct. So we decided to meet one Friday evening, in the central along the river by Big Ben and we talked about each other because we didn’t know anything about each other just the mutual friend, as the night carried we continued to talk and such and then we separated our way. Then began the roller coaster. That same evening, she messaged me and told me that she missed the mutual person and the fact that he was someone ( *mind you I didn’t know they were something before hand) so as we continued to talk, it lead her to come out and say…she was going to kill herself and she was dead serious. Naturally I managed to convince her not to do it.

So began the wild ride with her, (I would like to state nothing happen between me and her. Just wanted to make that clear.) from that point on I spent it running after her. I am being serious here I was literally running after her, after the Eminem concert she couldn’t stand the fact of being alone that night, next thing I know right after the concert I am at her place, crashed on the bed and then I heard she was throwing up and I cleaned it up and helped her to the restroom to get her self together and clean. There was another time when after a work function she called me ( she was drunk, like she was gone she named her x) and I had plans that night originally but she needed my help so I went I a wild goose chase trying to find her in the capital, now I finally understand the phrase looking for a needle in a haystack, because that’s what it was trying to find her. Of course I didn’t find, I mean I tired to keep in contact with her while I was looking for her, but nope. So I tried that iPhone Lost thing nope didn’t work.(*mind you I was trying to remember all she told me about the event) There was a point when I wanted to give up and just head home, but then I thought okay mhm well I am going to her place and wait for her to get home and so I did eventually she came home drunk but she was okay safe and sound.thats how my first to 8 months here spent it running.

After the trouble times, one afternoon she had an idea I guess one can say, I was but of the influence on this one. She thought it would be great to travel around Asia for a good couple of years (2-3). She at first wasn’t so fond of the idea but with a little help and convincing I got her going. After what she was going through, I felt she needed the trip more then anything. So then, it started the saving for the big trip she moved back home to her parents and she did just that watched every penny to make this trip a reality. She did ask me to come along, God knows I am always for an adventure. But I told her this is my adventure here in London, this is the beginning for me.

Remember when I told you, something great came at the end. Well despite the first 8 months of me running around and keeping her safe and grounded and putting on the bat suite every now and then. When she finally took flight and landed in India at her first leg of her journey, she texted me this… ( reference to the image above)

As for now we still keep in contact,barely but still in communication. As for what happens next for her I don’t know, but where ever she is in the world. She will find what she is looking for Happyness.