Agent Smith
euphoria. transcendent happiness. amazing week with Scott. we actually have intelligent conversations about our lives, thoughts, feelings and world events. we feel so comfortable around each other, i'm sure you would say it's strange for two people to feel this way so soon.
we had amazing thai food last night, and today I cooked for him. things have been very much based on equal sharing, according to one's ability...which is so amazing, and mature, and AMAZING.
everything is bliss. the only thing on my mind is my sales at work. I start CAMP calls tomorrow. I am nervous. But then again, everything I have ever been nervous about, I have succeeded at. So I just need to focus. Also, training at the kennedy office on Thursday.
Scott helped me move the rest of my stuff in the apartment here in Largo, and I got a dresser and TV from a job, so this is finally feeling like home. Especially when I cooked for him...it felt..right. He commented on me not having much stuff now. Honestly, I used to have too much stuff. Now I have boiled down my possessions to only necessities and few special memories, and I feel much more freedom. It's very true that the things we own end up owning us.
I had to tell Scott about Four Winds, because he saw my coin. I'm not embarrassed about it, but I never know what to say. Because really, everyone has misconceptions about "mental hospitals". and the young people I was there with were totally normal. Just other 20 year olds like me who didn't know what the fuck to do because their parents failed at life. Like, how do I explain a day at a mental hospital. I played chess with Kevin, went to therapy, went to group meetings, had arts and crafts time, then ate my meds and got the best sleep of my LIFE. It's not like I was chained to a bed listening to screaming in a padded room.
anywhoz. morning hours at the bank tomorrow and tuesday FML
we had amazing thai food last night, and today I cooked for him. things have been very much based on equal sharing, according to one's ability...which is so amazing, and mature, and AMAZING.
everything is bliss. the only thing on my mind is my sales at work. I start CAMP calls tomorrow. I am nervous. But then again, everything I have ever been nervous about, I have succeeded at. So I just need to focus. Also, training at the kennedy office on Thursday.
Scott helped me move the rest of my stuff in the apartment here in Largo, and I got a dresser and TV from a job, so this is finally feeling like home. Especially when I cooked for him...it felt..right. He commented on me not having much stuff now. Honestly, I used to have too much stuff. Now I have boiled down my possessions to only necessities and few special memories, and I feel much more freedom. It's very true that the things we own end up owning us.
I had to tell Scott about Four Winds, because he saw my coin. I'm not embarrassed about it, but I never know what to say. Because really, everyone has misconceptions about "mental hospitals". and the young people I was there with were totally normal. Just other 20 year olds like me who didn't know what the fuck to do because their parents failed at life. Like, how do I explain a day at a mental hospital. I played chess with Kevin, went to therapy, went to group meetings, had arts and crafts time, then ate my meds and got the best sleep of my LIFE. It's not like I was chained to a bed listening to screaming in a padded room.
anywhoz. morning hours at the bank tomorrow and tuesday FML