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I'm writing up my resume! It's ... really bloody surreal, that's what it is, but it's also less empty than I thought it'd be. There's an part-time slot at the local Planned Parenthood I want like hell, and it's the first job I've considered that doesn't just hand out applications. Like I said, surreal.
I'm also getting the list of numbers for psychologists/psychiatrists from Mom and calling them myself. It's kind of the only way it'll get done, I think. I've been unmedicated for the last month or so, and while I haven't hit any lows, I'm aware it's like playing Russian roulette with a bullet in every other chamber, and I think I can feel one coming on. So. Science!
... My mind is just not on the right level for writing an eljay post right now, I think. I just feel ... really not okay, and I feel bad about feeling not okay, and for apparently being okay with talking about not being okay. sigh. maaaybe that low's closer than I thought.
BUT. HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL. Unless it doesn't.
:D
I'm writing up my resume! It's ... really bloody surreal, that's what it is, but it's also less empty than I thought it'd be. There's an part-time slot at the local Planned Parenthood I want like hell, and it's the first job I've considered that doesn't just hand out applications. Like I said, surreal.
I'm also getting the list of numbers for psychologists/psychiatrists from Mom and calling them myself. It's kind of the only way it'll get done, I think. I've been unmedicated for the last month or so, and while I haven't hit any lows, I'm aware it's like playing Russian roulette with a bullet in every other chamber, and I think I can feel one coming on. So. Science!
... My mind is just not on the right level for writing an eljay post right now, I think. I just feel ... really not okay, and I feel bad about feeling not okay, and for apparently being okay with talking about not being okay. sigh. maaaybe that low's closer than I thought.
BUT. HOPE SPRINGS ETERNAL. Unless it doesn't.
:D