May 23, 2012 15:35
Every time I think things might be settling down, something else fucking happens to shove me back toward the bottom.
They took my dog away because I don't drive and couldn't get him to the vet for a general physical exam (no emergency, he wasn't sick or anything - I have the means for emergency transportation but I wasn't going to force someone to come home from work and pick me up or cancel their other responsibilities to take a perfectly healthy in because he stress pooped) within 72 hours of them requesting it and because I failed to keep up with liaison meetings, which were NOT in my contract and are also fucking stupid (I spoke to the program director almost every day, why the hell did I need to talk to some other person once a week to play middleman?) Hello, anxiety disorder. Randomly emailing a stranger is a bit of a trigger. Fuck.
I'm so tired of being fucked over every time I find some little semblance of goddamn stability.
More later I guess. Or not.