Dear Diary 2008 Europe Trip Intro
The posts from 2008 are excerpts from my travel journal. This was the first overseas travel journal I did. Actually, it was my first trip overseas! I went with my high school to a trip through England - France - Italy - Greece in a matter of about two weeks. We did it through EF Tours and had a main tour guide, Patrick, the whole time.
Because I wrote so much, I broke it up by location. The images presented in these posts are from Ms. Richey'sfacebook page because all my photos had been destroyed or lost once I got home. The only photo I have from that trip was a polaroid of Aaron with a bird on his arm. I used to have one of me, but it's been lost. How I still have his is beyond me.
My journals had way more than what I typed up. The reason for the omission is simple. They were either unrelated to the trip, or were misleading. Because this blog is more for me to keep up with my journeys, I still want to be honest about even those bits. Instead of keeping them in the posts and possibly confusing any potential reader, I'm going to sum it all up now.
The gist of the missing pieces is that I was head-over-heels for a guy and I was dealing with depression. At this point in my life, things were shit, simply put. A few months prior, I'd been diagnosed with major depression and hospitalized for it. Though Idid the trip with my high school, it was the summer after my graduation. This is important because it was two days after graduation that I was kicked out of my house. I wasn't even sure I'd get to make the trip.
Throughout my whole journal, I kept going back and forth between loving and hating the trip, craving cigarettes, and wishing I was back in Texas. This was my first time overseas and I didn't really know anybody I was traveling with, aside from one of the girls. I did get closewith a few people, though I never kept in touch afterward. In the end, I thoroughly enjoyed the trip, itself, and most of the people I was with. But being eat up with depression and the stress of being kicked out and trying to figure out my life really tainted these journals. I didn't want my posts to be overloaded with my conflicting emotions. I was struggling between fighting for a better life for myself, and wishing I had gone through with suicide when I was in that mindset to do so. That's a scary place to be. I also never felt like I fit in, that I was an inconvenience for people and that nobody really cared. Nobody understood me. I was 18 at the time, so you could chalk that up to being a teenager. But tying all these factors in, I'm not even sure how I pulled through that year.
As for the guy, I was madly in love with him and mentioned him constantly. This got annoying even for me to read. I think the craziest part about that is reading about how I could see myself marrying him, or at least engaged to him. He was the only guy I ever felt that way about. Even though our ending was a total atomic bomb, I always imaged we'd end up together in the end. That is impossible now, but it was kind of nice to remember a time I was in love. I have decided, however, not to mention him or a few others, in the posts.
My tripwas held June of 2008. Because of this, all the 'published' dates will show 2008 dates which coincide with the trip, itself. However, I am really publishing these June of 2019. If you'll held out this long, I hope you enjoy the rest!
Because I wrote so much, I broke it up by location. The images presented in these posts are from Ms. Richey's
My journals had way more than what I typed up. The reason for the omission is simple. They were either unrelated to the trip, or were misleading. Because this blog is more for me to keep up with my journeys, I still want to be honest about even those bits. Instead of keeping them in the posts and possibly confusing any potential reader, I'm going to sum it all up now.
The gist of the missing pieces is that I was head-over-heels for a guy and I was dealing with depression. At this point in my life, things were shit, simply put. A few months prior, I'd been diagnosed with major depression and hospitalized for it. Though I
Throughout my whole journal, I kept going back and forth between loving and hating the trip, craving cigarettes, and wishing I was back in Texas. This was my first time overseas and I didn't really know anybody I was traveling with, aside from one of the girls. I did get close
As for the guy, I was madly in love with him and mentioned him constantly. This got annoying even for me to read. I think the craziest part about that is reading about how I could see myself marrying him, or at least engaged to him. He was the only guy I ever felt that way about. Even though our ending was a total atomic bomb, I always imaged we'd end up together in the end. That is impossible now, but it was kind of nice to remember a time I was in love. I have decided, however, not to mention him or a few others, in the posts.
My trip
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