So I have sucessfully survived my first week back being homeless, and without to much effort I might add, though my amount of medical grade marijuana has almost tripled, which is to be expected during decompression as I ease back into my second tour of duty, return to the streets, as it were and get my life somewhat evened out.
This second time around is so different than the first time. Its just me, with no dog or fiance to worry about, and that takes almost all of the stress off me. I do miss BooDah so much, and ironically this is probably the worse time for me to be without him, seeing as how he is my service dog for anxiety, panic attacks and depression, so for now, I've gone back to the anti-depressants, but don't like them cause the what i can afford to buy doesn't really help, its not enough. I'll get things worked out later, but I am struggling day to day.
Work is kinda of....well lets just say that i go in high, stay a good little robot and do my job, do it very well, and then go home. When the question of wether or not to return to idaho, i had to consider the facts, that I do have a job here, something that I don't have in Idaho, and my stuff is all here, which would cost more to move to Idaho than an apartment here. Plus, the weed is much better here and cheaper, and was one of the three original reasons I moved up here with the morons in 2002.
I'm trying to stay connected and up to date, using the library alot to check my mail, do posts and blogs, which is definately easoer without my dog, so I guess its good hese's still at my mom's for now.
Keep going through the motions. Eventually you'll have the money you need to get your own place. Just stay positive and working hard and things will start looking up.
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