3 months ♥
I started working again on Sunday the 19th. It went pretty well. It's a smaller store so there wasn't much to do. At least I'll be making some money, that'll be nice. I know I'll need to find a second job once I get settled in with the hours they're giving me, which are random and few.
Last night when I got home from work, Robin and I sat down and finally figured out when we officially started dating. It was 3 months ago. My guess of December 23rd seemed to be correct. I just really hope things keep going well and we continue to have a great relationship. I mean I miss mom and Dana, and my animals, but I really like where I am in life for a change. I think I know how my sister has been feeling though, the whole thing about not knowing a single person in the area. It's a strange feeling. Since I haven't been around many people lately, I'm slipping back into my shyness a bit. Minor panic attacks, anxiety, depersonalization. It's so isolating to feel like this. Even over the summer Robin would have me meet his friends or now he'll take me out when his coworkers get together, and I don't fit in. I don't fit in because I don't let myself, it's nothing against them.
I need to take a pain pill, shower, and stop thinking about all this. I don't even know how these thoughts popped into my head.
Last night when I got home from work, Robin and I sat down and finally figured out when we officially started dating. It was 3 months ago. My guess of December 23rd seemed to be correct. I just really hope things keep going well and we continue to have a great relationship. I mean I miss mom and Dana, and my animals, but I really like where I am in life for a change. I think I know how my sister has been feeling though, the whole thing about not knowing a single person in the area. It's a strange feeling. Since I haven't been around many people lately, I'm slipping back into my shyness a bit. Minor panic attacks, anxiety, depersonalization. It's so isolating to feel like this. Even over the summer Robin would have me meet his friends or now he'll take me out when his coworkers get together, and I don't fit in. I don't fit in because I don't let myself, it's nothing against them.
I need to take a pain pill, shower, and stop thinking about all this. I don't even know how these thoughts popped into my head.