2017
Obviously no one uses LJ anymore and it's been years since I've been around, but I guess just in case there was anyone who wondered what was up with me, here I am.
I just got the results of my first ultrasound checkup in 5 years (basically since my last surgery when they told me I was cancer free) and everything came back normal. So there's nothing cancerous going on in my abdomen -- I'm apparently still cancer free.
My parents divorced and my mom remarried. We no longer speak to my dad or his sisters, though I've had some contact with him recently because he has terminal(?) colon cancer. He's on chemo now and will be for the next few years, since they think he can survive for a couple years with how he's responding. It's really awkward even just seeing pictures of him turns my stomach. Everything is still really fucked up and he still believes that he was right and is the victim in what went on. I've been disabled since 2013 because of my depression, anxiety, and PTSD. I've only very recently found medication that is making me feel better, so now I've adopted the stress of trying to get back on my feet, like finding a job or seeing if I can go to maybe cosmetology school or something to find a career. I still live at home, and yeah, I'm a basement dweller at this point, living in the basement of my mom and stepfather's house. It sucks and I'm dying to get out of here so getting on my feet is important. I also have a dog now and I'm not allowed to neuter him so I'm desperately trying to find a way to make my own money so I can just cut his balls off and solve some problems ugh. There's so much in my life that's still a wreck and so much that is a ton better.
Life is weird.
Anyway in like two weeks I get to meet Pierce the Veil and that will either be amazing or terrible, depending on how much I hate how I look in the photo op.
I just got the results of my first ultrasound checkup in 5 years (basically since my last surgery when they told me I was cancer free) and everything came back normal. So there's nothing cancerous going on in my abdomen -- I'm apparently still cancer free.
My parents divorced and my mom remarried. We no longer speak to my dad or his sisters, though I've had some contact with him recently because he has terminal(?) colon cancer. He's on chemo now and will be for the next few years, since they think he can survive for a couple years with how he's responding. It's really awkward even just seeing pictures of him turns my stomach. Everything is still really fucked up and he still believes that he was right and is the victim in what went on. I've been disabled since 2013 because of my depression, anxiety, and PTSD. I've only very recently found medication that is making me feel better, so now I've adopted the stress of trying to get back on my feet, like finding a job or seeing if I can go to maybe cosmetology school or something to find a career. I still live at home, and yeah, I'm a basement dweller at this point, living in the basement of my mom and stepfather's house. It sucks and I'm dying to get out of here so getting on my feet is important. I also have a dog now and I'm not allowed to neuter him so I'm desperately trying to find a way to make my own money so I can just cut his balls off and solve some problems ugh. There's so much in my life that's still a wreck and so much that is a ton better.
Life is weird.
Anyway in like two weeks I get to meet Pierce the Veil and that will either be amazing or terrible, depending on how much I hate how I look in the photo op.