I know those of you that are still around are curious as to where I've been. Welp. Things really fell apart for me. I'm going to try not to go fully into it but I lost my place a few years ago after relapsing and having a full breakdown. I had a temporary place but the homeowner got weird and controlling so I've been couch surfing for a couple of years now. I had to give up my cats (they all went to good homes), my privacy, my sex life, my self esteem, and my freedom. I have been trying to piece myself back together but in the meantime my dad's health has taken a nosedive. We still don't have answers but he has so many appointments and so much need of my help that I lost my little shitty part time job I was working to try and scrape together a savings. My life doesn't look great but I'm still here fighting. My self esteem is shot to hell and my sex life is dead. I still mourn my cats and feel like I'm not myself. I'm currently looking for a new job and trying to figure out how to pay bills in the meantime. It will be hard to be reliable until my dad is in a safer place but I have to keep trying. So....there's a glimpse at why I've been so quiet. |