Date: 21 December 2021

This is no  'Dear Diary' moment anymore. This is how my life has been after the whole Oliver thing. So, fast forward to now. I had just closed schools for the year. I was officially going to head to high school - 8th grade. Oliver was a distant memory, not my core. Sam and I were still friends, and Mae and I had some deep seated drama that made us drift, so she was just my classmate - nothing more. I had now transferred schools and was now moving to online schooling.

I must say, my prayers were answered when I was accepted. This was a chance for me to start afresh.

I was now on my way to Leso. Another landlocked country down here by the Southern Hemisphere. I didn't want to go, but I was forced to. The country needed us to be out by then. When would I return to my birth country? Who knows when?

I am a mess - tears falling every now and then, pain piercing through my heart like no other. Oliver's pain was nothing compared to the pain I was experiencing right now. I was leaving everything behind. My family, friends...

My Dad.

Yeah - due to some permit issues, it wasn't possible for us to move together as a family. That broke me even more. Being a daddy's girl meant never departing from dad... not even for a day, let alone a month unless it was serious.

But here I was, with my mom, in a taxi, leaving I could turn the tides around and pretend it was all a dream and nothing happened.

But that was it.

I was leaving.

And it was going to be a long year.