Labour Day
Good Morning Users,
I hope this dictation finds you all well. I am at the office right now and it's closing early and it's so quiet because almost everyone in the call center is on vacation. I have a phone consult at 1 pm and get to leave at 2, so it's been a pretty uneventful morning. Just email correspondences. Boring.
So in other news, my mom got evicted from her house by some real estate investment company that bought it online for the back taxes she owed. I guess the property taxes increased a few years back and she'd been struggling to keep up with them since then. She was getting by renting out her upper flat, but had trouble finding responsible tenants and some would just stay for months without paying and she couldn't evict them because she didn't have enough money. She's been squatting there and the city shut off her water and she has no heat or lights so I've been picking her up and letting her shower and stuff at my apartment in Hamtramck. I've been trying to get her into a shelter since Tuesday but haven't been having much luck, but I'm hoping that she won't have any trouble until after the holiday. This has all been such a whirlwind, and I think I'm taking the right steps and appropriate measures to get things rolling, but it's been stressful. I'm trying to get her into some type of mental health services, but she has to have Medicaid first for most places in Wayne County. I put in an application for her for that and for Food Stamps, but I'm not sure how long it'll take to process. I wish I would have acted sooner, and I'm pretty bummed out by the lack of participation to be quite frank - but, it's no use to dwell on it.
I mean, I guess it's fine, everyone has their own shit, and I suppose I'm the best equipped to assist in these matters. I guess that's what happens when you alienate everyone around you, though... Mental health and domestic violence issues are still so stigmatized. I guess I'm just so surrounded by it in both my persona and professional life that it doesn't really phase me, but attitudes, especially about mental health, are still so negative. Maybe it's an effect of religion or capitalism or what, but it just seems like people would rather throw money at something than address a systemic problem. Makes me really sad. I worry about my own mental health so much, and I think self awareness is a big part of it, but maybe most people just don't give a shit?
I know I need to take better care of myself. I punched a wall yesterday because I lost a receipt for the water bill. That's pretty whack. I mean, I'm fine, my knuckle is kind of bruised, but my temper scares me. I need to start taking yoga classes again. I guess I just felt like it was becoming too much of a chore to go, and it was so damn hot the last time I went that I almost puked, so I just said forget it. I did find it beneficial though, if only for the fact that I was able shut my mind off for a few minutes (admittedly falling asleep a few times). I have to take time for myself, but sometimes I worry that it offends people. Which is crazy, I know, and I have to get out of that mind set. I don't know why I care so much about what other people think of me. I have to stop.
I hope this dictation finds you all well. I am at the office right now and it's closing early and it's so quiet because almost everyone in the call center is on vacation. I have a phone consult at 1 pm and get to leave at 2, so it's been a pretty uneventful morning. Just email correspondences. Boring.
So in other news, my mom got evicted from her house by some real estate investment company that bought it online for the back taxes she owed. I guess the property taxes increased a few years back and she'd been struggling to keep up with them since then. She was getting by renting out her upper flat, but had trouble finding responsible tenants and some would just stay for months without paying and she couldn't evict them because she didn't have enough money. She's been squatting there and the city shut off her water and she has no heat or lights so I've been picking her up and letting her shower and stuff at my apartment in Hamtramck. I've been trying to get her into a shelter since Tuesday but haven't been having much luck, but I'm hoping that she won't have any trouble until after the holiday. This has all been such a whirlwind, and I think I'm taking the right steps and appropriate measures to get things rolling, but it's been stressful. I'm trying to get her into some type of mental health services, but she has to have Medicaid first for most places in Wayne County. I put in an application for her for that and for Food Stamps, but I'm not sure how long it'll take to process. I wish I would have acted sooner, and I'm pretty bummed out by the lack of participation to be quite frank - but, it's no use to dwell on it.
I mean, I guess it's fine, everyone has their own shit, and I suppose I'm the best equipped to assist in these matters. I guess that's what happens when you alienate everyone around you, though... Mental health and domestic violence issues are still so stigmatized. I guess I'm just so surrounded by it in both my persona and professional life that it doesn't really phase me, but attitudes, especially about mental health, are still so negative. Maybe it's an effect of religion or capitalism or what, but it just seems like people would rather throw money at something than address a systemic problem. Makes me really sad. I worry about my own mental health so much, and I think self awareness is a big part of it, but maybe most people just don't give a shit?
I know I need to take better care of myself. I punched a wall yesterday because I lost a receipt for the water bill. That's pretty whack. I mean, I'm fine, my knuckle is kind of bruised, but my temper scares me. I need to start taking yoga classes again. I guess I just felt like it was becoming too much of a chore to go, and it was so damn hot the last time I went that I almost puked, so I just said forget it. I did find it beneficial though, if only for the fact that I was able shut my mind off for a few minutes (admittedly falling asleep a few times). I have to take time for myself, but sometimes I worry that it offends people. Which is crazy, I know, and I have to get out of that mind set. I don't know why I care so much about what other people think of me. I have to stop.