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See? I do exist.
I recently moved into a new place. A five-bedroom, three-bathroom house in the country, about five miles outside of town. I have roommates! For the first time since my brief stay on-campus at Wesleyan. They have two daughters, who are super neat.
I was evicted from my apartment on bullshit claims. The magistrate didn't know jack about tenant rights laws, the landlord made things up off of the top of her head and I will never see a dime of my security deposit.
My financial situation is still shitty, but at least I have a job lead that I'm checking out tomorrow. I don't have much time to come up with $650.
Hmmm...relationships. That's a whole other filtered-to-hell blog for another time. TJ and I are still separated. Clinton and I are still together, after some brief time to regroup, but are not currently co-habitating.
I am in a strange state of trying to get my shit together. I have been on a downward spiral for a long period of time. I am also thinking of getting help for my alcohol problem, going back to therapy for my potential Borderline Personality Disorder and going off of my anti-depressants.
I need to start taking better care of my self mentally, physically and spiritually. I have strayed far away from expressing myself in constructive ways. I spend most of my time being depressed and self-destructive. I don't really believe it's too late for me to turn those things around, and I have positive influence in my life that is helping me.
All in all, I guess things could be worse, and I'm willing to try to make them better.