Annual LJ post
I guess I should figure out how to print out all my LJ posts and just close this sucker down. It ain't doin' anybody no good.
Anyone know how to print out your LJ?
I've been with Brian for over 4 years now. That's crazy. I've been thinking a lot about marriage lately, but, per what I've read, I don't think I'd make a good husband. I'm lacking a lot of the things that a healthy husband should have, most notably sustained mental health. But people with depression have to be able to get married, no? So I wonder how other people do it.
We've got a dog, Dash, who is our focus now. He's adorable and really snuggly and drives me nuts because he's such a hunter, yet he's only 10 pounds. We're working to make him a happier dog. I think he's stressed out. He shakes a lot. I've done research and it sounds like he was possibly removed from his mother and siblings too soon. He doesn't know how to play (he just looks at you) and he behaves poorly with other dogs. I love him very much. He is the light in my life right now.
My job is stupid and not worth mentioning. I'm in my last semester of pre-nursing school, taking only one class, so this semester should be challenging but not as overwhelming as previous semesters. I'm hoping that will leave me some time to get my fat, fat, fat self into some semblance of health. Cuz it's ridiculous.
My family is doing well. My mom's Parkinsons seems to have slowed thanks to a fantastically effective medication. However, this med stops working after approximately two years. It's already been over a year. I found a piece of paper that had my mom's handwriting from before she was sick. I threw it away before I could think about it too much. More avoidance, oh joy.
I'm still lonely in NJ. I've made one new friend who is cool but I see her maybe once every few weeks. I keep thinking that if I get skinny(er), all my problems will be solved. And, in terms of meeting people, I think that it very well may be true.
I'm optimistic for the future. I hope that becoming a nurse will bring meaning to my life, and will also grant me some financial stability for once. It'll be nice just to have a job that pays off some of my bills. I'm so in the red.
My resolution for this year is to be the Jeffest that I can be. That means doing what I want to do and being as true to myself as possible.
Goethe: "As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live."
Anyone know how to print out your LJ?
I've been with Brian for over 4 years now. That's crazy. I've been thinking a lot about marriage lately, but, per what I've read, I don't think I'd make a good husband. I'm lacking a lot of the things that a healthy husband should have, most notably sustained mental health. But people with depression have to be able to get married, no? So I wonder how other people do it.
We've got a dog, Dash, who is our focus now. He's adorable and really snuggly and drives me nuts because he's such a hunter, yet he's only 10 pounds. We're working to make him a happier dog. I think he's stressed out. He shakes a lot. I've done research and it sounds like he was possibly removed from his mother and siblings too soon. He doesn't know how to play (he just looks at you) and he behaves poorly with other dogs. I love him very much. He is the light in my life right now.
My job is stupid and not worth mentioning. I'm in my last semester of pre-nursing school, taking only one class, so this semester should be challenging but not as overwhelming as previous semesters. I'm hoping that will leave me some time to get my fat, fat, fat self into some semblance of health. Cuz it's ridiculous.
My family is doing well. My mom's Parkinsons seems to have slowed thanks to a fantastically effective medication. However, this med stops working after approximately two years. It's already been over a year. I found a piece of paper that had my mom's handwriting from before she was sick. I threw it away before I could think about it too much. More avoidance, oh joy.
I'm still lonely in NJ. I've made one new friend who is cool but I see her maybe once every few weeks. I keep thinking that if I get skinny(er), all my problems will be solved. And, in terms of meeting people, I think that it very well may be true.
I'm optimistic for the future. I hope that becoming a nurse will bring meaning to my life, and will also grant me some financial stability for once. It'll be nice just to have a job that pays off some of my bills. I'm so in the red.
My resolution for this year is to be the Jeffest that I can be. That means doing what I want to do and being as true to myself as possible.
Goethe: "As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live."