Thankfully though, I checked myself in time. I went back to all the beliefs I have stored within myself in the past couple of years. I will admit, I watched The Secret again last night. I know it's controversial and people claim it doesn't work. Like it's something that can work/not work, like a trick. It's not like a diet or get-rich-fast book. It's principles that if applied to a personal level harm no one. I don't and never did watch it with a pen and paper.
These ideas do good. They did me good. They make up my philosophic/religious mindset. God/The Universe is not an all-smiting force and doesn't know of the word insufficient and, to actually quote The Secret, what you think about, you bring about.
Obsessing about money issues, language barriers and bureaucratic red tape will not make them go away, and worrying when I'm not even there yet, when nothing relevant can be done, is down right futile. So I fell asleep watching this crazy little movie and woke up serenely confident that there's enough for me too out there.
The Universe will provide.
Just like it provided us with sour cherries and lovely flowers. Look!
Also, shopping has therapeutic effect. But more about that later, and with photographic evidence.