Beware of Erratic Post

My mind is a jumbled mess, things passing by my eyes constantly but hardly any of it being registered in my mind. If I stare at you with a blank stare do not take offence...you aren't boring, I'm just completely absorbed in trying to keep myself from exploding into a complete mess. We all know I've dealt with horrible anxiety and I do have to admit, the only thing keeping me from breaking down to the point of needing to go into an asylum is 1. God and 2. My mother.
Number 1 is always there, no matter what. I can rant to him at any time I want, cry to him in the confines of my room away from the world, freak out about an exam during the exam to him, go to him in silence and let him speak to me, or just go to him and rest in his comforting and sustaining arms. He is my home. He is my comfort. He is my sanity. He is my everything...the list could honestly go on forever.
Number 2 is one of the most important person in my life. Sure we've had our times where we don't get along or don't have the time to talk or be around each other. But my mother has listened and put up with so much crap from me I have no idea how she's not deaf or hasn't beaten some sense into me. When I've broken down to the point of lying on the floor in a heap of sweat and tears she's the one who's spoken me through it and helped me get back up on my feet (no doubt with the help of God).
At first I didn't mean this to be a thank you post or an information post on who my most important influences and people are in my life. However that seems to be the way it's started.
Thanksgiving was absolutely wonderful. We had so much support from our church family and had a lot of the food provided for us so that Julia and I could just cook it up for the 25 people that attended. We had a lot of fun and I'd definitely say it was a success. Thank you to everyone who came out and to everyone who helped out. We appreciate your support! :)
Today a group of us headed down to see the Kruzenshtern, the second largest tall ship in the world. I officially have finally reached my goal of going to Russia! Technically it is Russian property and thus I claim it to be Russia.... :) I still want to go to the real land though. The ship was magnificent and massive. The amount of ropes on it were insane, some of them larger then myself around and probably weighed a whole lot more than me. It was quite the experience and I do have to say once again I'm glad I came to Newfoundland.
Sorry for the short and erratic post, but I just needed to rant a bit to keep my sanity. I promise the next one will be a little more civilized and detailed.

Ahoy!