Done with Management
Finished my final tonight. I think I managed to pull a C from the class. I'd hope for a B, but I'm not as confident as I'd like to be on some of my final answers.
Other than that, not much has been going on. Work is the same. Home is the same. I've got my medication, now I just need to start taking it. I'm a little apprehensive. I'm afraid that this time it isn't going to make anything better. I know that I need to, but I just don't hold out hope that it's going to be the light at the end of the tunnel.
There are still days when I feel that most of the people around me don't really know me. Sometimes it feels like a comforting barrier. Sometimes it makes me wonder if it's because I'm not worth knowing, in their eyes. I'm trying to work on concerning myself less with what people think of me, and more with what I think of myself. I've been working on that for a while, but it's a journey, and not a destination, I guess.
The house is in some quasi foreclosure land. We got the first letter, but we'd already engaged the lender about a repayment plan, and they told us that we should qualify for some repayment option. Still, they haven't mailed us paperwork for me to fill out yet, and until I've got some kind of established repayment plan, I'm going to remain crampy, exhausted, and worried. I know that I can't change it, and that I have no power over it. What bothers me is how much power it has over ME.
Other than that, not much has been going on. Work is the same. Home is the same. I've got my medication, now I just need to start taking it. I'm a little apprehensive. I'm afraid that this time it isn't going to make anything better. I know that I need to, but I just don't hold out hope that it's going to be the light at the end of the tunnel.
There are still days when I feel that most of the people around me don't really know me. Sometimes it feels like a comforting barrier. Sometimes it makes me wonder if it's because I'm not worth knowing, in their eyes. I'm trying to work on concerning myself less with what people think of me, and more with what I think of myself. I've been working on that for a while, but it's a journey, and not a destination, I guess.
The house is in some quasi foreclosure land. We got the first letter, but we'd already engaged the lender about a repayment plan, and they told us that we should qualify for some repayment option. Still, they haven't mailed us paperwork for me to fill out yet, and until I've got some kind of established repayment plan, I'm going to remain crampy, exhausted, and worried. I know that I can't change it, and that I have no power over it. What bothers me is how much power it has over ME.