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Today, I was approached by a man who was clearly stoned beyond shit, who had been yelling “I’M A VEGAN” over and over in a woman’s face as she tried to walk past him.
He tried to follow and catch up with me as I was leaving work and, I shit you not, asked if he could cut off a piece of my hair to keep. Because it “looks really cool, so I should have some”.
First of all, thanks I think? SECOND OF ALL, what the flying fuck??
Hell no. Fucker.
How was your day?
So I’ve got some decisions to make.
As of right now, my work schedule has gone from 38 hours a week, to 8.
Yeah. 8 hours a week. You think that’s enough to live by?
I wanted to stop being full time on my doctor’s request because it was hurting me, and my bosses talked about how much they noticed that my difficult health situation had been effecting my work performance more and more and basically things were not going great. But to cut me down 30 fucking hours seems a bit much.
They say they want me to focus more on my health and then I can start adding hours and shifts on to my schedule as I’m feeling better but I’m starting to wonder if it’s some kind of sign.
Over all, I haven’t been happy here. Seattle’s a great city and Washington is great. I have two really great friends, but I left behind a lot... I got done what I came here to do, so it’s not like I accomplished nothing. I made a decent amount of money, but not enough to keep me afloat for very long without the wages I was making.
I’ve been considering moving back and part of this feels like a sign... I know I have numerous people back home who have been wanting to get a place with me, so I wouldn’t be going back to nothing...
But I also feel responsible for my decision to come here and also kind of want to keep trying out here, or maybe even Oregon... But I’m so conflicted.
I wouldn’t be able to drive back until the end of April anyway because I’m not going to drive through the mountains with snow again. Hell no. Not in my wee little Jetta.
I’ll be trying to figure out my financial situation until then, but UGH.
End rant I guess. sk,.ardgjhfd
I’m so so so tired. My PT said certain muscles were dangerously tight.
I finally see a rheumatologist tomorrow.
Hopefully we can think of...something.
YELLS
Depressed? Turn your sorrow into spite.
Turn that SPITE into DETERMINATION.
It’s much more productive to burn than to drown.
No bad news, no good news. No news other than the fact that apparently they haven't heard from neuro either AND that some of my medical records are missing.
Fun stuff. Frustrating. 🤨
I feel like my moments of energy are so...fleeting.
I know I’ve mentioned this before, but its ridiculous that I can’t go out and try to be a person and then come back completely and utterly exhausted. I’ve got things I need to and want to do and yet I’m just wiped if I happen to go into town and walk around for two hours.
I work a 9-5 day moving around all day and I come back exhausted and in pain and its so irritating. I’ll be seeing more doctors soon about the pain and numbness and all the other bodily concerns, but I’m just ugh.. I’d planned on using the weekend to work on some art, but I basically just slept and watched things because I felt awful.
I’ve got a few decisions ahead of me, though a lot of it depends on medical findings. I’m tired.
I never want to sound...at all pompous or however this might be viewed, but its something I've been thinking about.
Its frustrating to not have the energy for a creative outlet if you're someone of creation. I haven't had the energy to work on my things and it's so absolutely suffocating sometimes.
And then there's people like my sister who just don't understand that. She's very...logical. very straight forward and normal and healthy. Which is the complete opposite of me. It's one of those things that causes problems. I wish I could communicate this better without being overwhelmed by anxiety.
