The beginning of my current journey...

Bear with me now, as I am completely unable to filter out my personality from any form of writing I do.

2009 January. 16 years of age.

The reason I'm starting my first post, in my first blog, in January of 2009, is that this is where I remember my current journey beginning. After 4 years of the usual pubescent woes and joys, I was finally breaking away and becoming myself, the same self which I am to this day, still evolving and growing into.

   I remember the day distinctly, not the exact date or time, but this singular day. I had awoken in the mid morning, bounded out of bed, and hurried myself off to work. Skip through what my partner calls "every single detail of my life", and I am two hours into my split shift and standing behind the closed bar, polishing wine glasses and gazing at out at the ocean. In a split moment, I began thinking about the trials and tribulations I had encountered over the past two years, and the most amazing, eye opening thought came to mind, completely unrelated to any trail of thought I had been wandering along, "I... am... worthy... I... love... myself. No-one can make me feel otherwise." This is and was, one of the most important days of my life, because this defining moment began the process of my personal growth and happiness. No-one else could have delivered those words to me as powerfully as I delivered them to myself. No-one else's words could have kick started the positive change in my life and attitude, or in the way I saw everything around me. And you know what? I wouldn't have listened to them anyway. I continued my split shift into the night where I received a job offer from a mining company C.E.O, based on nothing but my personality and, as he said "great aura".
I kid you not, two days later, I walked into the very same workplace, with that very same style of thinking, that very same self love, that very same outlook and attitude, and was absolutely magnetised towards a person carrying chairs up the stairs for the function. It was almost as if my soul was being teased into the direction of this person, as if I needed to be near them, I needed to know their name, but the very thought of talking to them made my stomach churn with nervousness and excitement to the point that I felt physically ill. That day, I met someone whose impact on my life is immeasurable and of more value than every materialistic item in the Galaxy put together.
The bud of an incredible friendship came into my life that day with 4 simple words... "His name is Ross".