I took this picture awhile back when I wasn't sure if I'd be able to visit Breanna (but I did!), or if I'd even have the money to do so. I'm defining success as being able to get a well enough paying job so that I can provide for myself. I'm working towards that goal, and you know, this isn't where I thought life would take me at this point in time, but life isn't bad. I'm going to continue my education with a four week publishing program in July. Hopefully, that will help me find more job opportunities. I have a roof over my head and food in my belly. Life could be a whole lot worse. Over the 6 months to a year, the desire for independence and the fear that I'll never be able to accomplish that have been the source of great stress on occasion. I think I've overcome it for the time being. Hopefully, I can keep that fear in check. I know things are going to work out fine even if it's not the way I imagined they'd work out. Let's face it. Life hardly ever goes exactly the way we plan, right? The biggest thing that comes with this insecurity is that it seems to lead to other insecurities. But we live and we learn, and we strive to make ourselves better.