The End of this Day Happiness and Sadness

I am here listening to my new Ipod. I am relaxing now, had my gambling support group tonight...been over a month since I last gave in. My sister went on a cruise last week and got married in the Grand Caymens. Needless to say I am sitting here crying looking at her pics on the social networking FB. I commented that I was looking at my beautiful sister a glowing radient bride and her husband looking at her like he was the luckiest man on earth...true love thats what its all about. I would love to have that kind of love in my life. Will I ever? Who knows all I know is I am not settling for the next man who comes along. I have to be sure of what I want when I do meet someone I am interested in. Life is never easy and the choices we make aren't the best but thats what happens. I want someone I can grow together with not grow apart.
I went to class today even though I found it hard. It was hard, we had some speakers in today and they helped me make some connections with how I feel about myself and my origins. Its really hard sometimes to recognise some things about yourself and how you have been thinking of people around you. As part of the social work program we are learning to overcome the oppression from white society and become stronger as aboriginal people. I guess my issues lay in where and who I am. I am proud of who I am and who my family is. But I can't help it I can pass for white and as one of the instructors we have that "white priviledge". I am not a racist person by any means. Its just a fact that aboriginal people have been oppressed for generations. But I am not radical in thinking like some are. I often wonder if I am the one who has to change my way of thinking. Although I think we should respect people for who they are and where they came from and we are all equals.
I have to sort myself out. I am so much better than what I was thats for sure. I am not saying that my issues have gone away but I am calmer. I had a fall back last week...owed people money big time because of my being a goof off. But I didnt want to gamble I didn't want anything but to get myself sorted out. I didn't cry or get upset ...I swore for a couple of minutes. Thats good I didn't beat myself up over it. I had to drag myself out of the funk and the depression after the man that I loved dumped me. But its made me stronger and made me change in ways I thought I never would. I still get lonely but thats no excuse to be hopping beds. I have had a couple of offers in the last few months but they were the kind of offers thats what it was a quickie. How many men want to have sex but their wives don't want it so they sneak around. No thanks!