Jun 24, 2013 19:47
I am alive!
I've been having fun episodes of complete disassociation. By "episodes" I really mean "There are times when my mind isn't separate from me. I think." Please don't think I'm ignoring you/don't love you/don't care about your situation, because none of that is true. I love, I care, I'm just flat-out NOT HERE right now. It's a shitty coping mechanism, I know, but I'm not steering this ship.
I DID get good news today! Fingers crossed, knock on wood, there is housing for me as soon as my medical goes through. This will be very soon, as I had my psych evaluation at DSHS last week, and the doctor said outright that I have the SRS cray-cray, and should get ALL THE THERAPIES. But in a nice way.
It's a non-sequiter, but I have to say this again: If it wasn't for Bob, Jilli, and Pete, I wouldn't be here. I wish I had some big, awesome way to thank them. For right now, though, all I can do is stay alive and keep fighting to get on my feet permanently.
And so I shall!