Not to say that I am cured, not by a long shot. I've realised I need to stop myself from ever getting to this point. I have an appointment on the 20th to see a psychologist through a mental health centre to help me with coping skills and set up a plan for future trigger events which will be really good for me.
Back to the holiday, Murray and I had a really great time together. Bali is very different to what I expected - 3rd world yet some pockets (tourist areas) are absolute luxury. Hard to reconcile the two extremes sometimes. We did lots of relaxing, drank fresh fruit juices by the pool, walked around for hours, had delicious food followed by decadent massages. And we just spent time together, which was the antidote I needed to my loneliness.
I haven't gone through my photos properly yet but here are a couple from our time away.
|Bali Bombing Memorial in Kuta|
|Monkies playing around at Uluwatu temple|
|Shopping - my favourite pasttime|
|Hang by the pool, next to the ocean? Don't mind if I do!|
|Rice patties near Ubud|